Classic Poem

Ring! Ring by millions all ye Bells!
Ring as ye never rang before!
Around the world the music swells,
All nations hear the glad uproar.
From peak to peak the word is flung,
It leaps like flame across the seas,
And never yet its name was sung,
In days as wonderful as these.

Ring! Ring ye Bells in cities old!
Ring all ye Bells in every town!
Ring loud in markets manifold.
And over prison walls that frown
Send ye the story of to-day,
The day that saw the silent guns
And saw the war-clouds pass away,
That all too long had hid the Suns.

Ring! all ye Bells! Ring louder yet;
Tell all the tribes that Peace has come,
With happy tears our eyes are wet,
Tell this! ye Bells of Christendom.
And far away, o'er summer seas,
Swing swift ye Bells of gay Japan,
We all are one, in days like these,
We sing the brotherhood of Man.

Lift high your head, Jerusalem!
The hated war-clouds drift away,
Jehovah's breath has blown on them,
Praise Him in Synagogues today.
All peoples 'neath the Crescent born,
Forget your wounds, be glad again,
With flags and flowers your homes adorn,
Respect the general joy of Men.

Old China raise your reverend head,
Let all your templed music swell;
At last the grandest word is said,
In flames around the rim of Hell
Green islands anchored and at ease,
Beneath your palm trees tell the tale,
Strange peoples in the zones that freeze,
Fling tidings to the roaring gale.

Ring! Ring ye Bells, ring near and far!
The skies are bright with rainbow bands,
And Earth forgets her sword and scar,
And foe with foe is clasping hands.
Ye Bells of Time, ring clear and slow!
White shadows dance across the sod,
And listening angels flying low,
With Alleluias rise to God.

Ring! Ring by millions all ye Bells!
Ring as ye never rang before!
Around the world the music swells,
All nations hear the glad uproar.
From peak to peak the word is flung,
It leaps like flame across the seas,
And never yet its name was sung,
In days as wonderful as these.

Ring! Ring ye Bells in cities old!
Ring all ye Bells in every town!
Ring loud in markets manifold.
And over prison walls that frown
Send ye the story of to-day,
The day that saw the silent guns
And saw the war-clouds pass away,
That all too long had hid the Suns.

Ring! all ye Bells! Ring louder yet;
Tell all the tribes that Peace has come,
With happy tears our eyes are wet,
Tell this! ye Bells of Christendom.
And far away, o'er summer seas,
Swing swift ye Bells of gay Japan,
We all are one, in days like these,
We sing the brotherhood of Man.

Lift high your head, Jerusalem!
The hated war-clouds drift away,
Jehovah's breath has blown on them,
Praise Him in Synagogues today.
All peoples 'neath the Crescent born,
Forget your wounds, be glad again,
With flags and flowers your homes adorn,
Respect the general joy of Men.

Old China raise your reverend head,
Let all your templed music swell;
At last the grandest word is said,
In flames around the rim of Hell
Green islands anchored and at ease,
Beneath your palm trees tell the tale,
Strange peoples in the zones that freeze,
Fling tidings to the roaring gale.

Ring! Ring ye Bells, ring near and far!
The skies are bright with rainbow bands,
And Earth forgets her sword and scar,
And foe with foe is clasping hands.
Ye Bells of Time, ring clear and slow!
White shadows dance across the sod,
And listening angels flying low,
With Alleluias rise to God.