no rhyme, nor reason save love
THE PHANTOM BELLS. http://docsouth.unc.edu/southlit/hayne/hayne.html UPVEILED in yonder dim ethereal sea, Its airy towers the work of phantom spells, A viewless belfry tolls its wizard bells, Pealed o’er this populous earth perpetually. Some hear, some hear them not; but aye they be Laden with one strange note that sinks or swells, Now dread as doom, now … Continue reading no rhyme, nor reason save love
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