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THE BELLS OF FLANDERS
Do you hear the bells soft chiming From the blessed Yules of yore? Sweeter far than poet's rhyming Is their message, but their chiming Is re-echoed now no more!
For the belfries all are shattered, And the bells lie dumb in rust; All the souls that loved them scattered And their homes and hearths battered Into unresponsive dust.
Still the broken bells of Flanders Chime their hope down misty years; When the dust claims these Commanders— "Christ is born!" shall ring through Flanders When the Prince of Peace appears.
Do you hear the bells soft chiming From the blessed Yules of yore? Sweeter far than poet's rhyming Is their message, and their chiming Shall re-echo evermore!
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