The Belfry verse
Zabel, Morton Dauwen
53°
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Like iron bells that swing across the sky
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Shaking upon a world asleep and shy
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But in the...
...But in the echoing turret of his breast...
...No star replied when he bade the planets weep...
...In a lonely tower the slow and heavy bells...
...He stood alone where the silence moves and swells...
...The white town lay at its rest...
...In the cricket's interval the breath of sleep...
...But the heavy waters continued to grope and thicken...
...MORTON DAUWEN ZABEL...
...On the trembling ramparts he waited for dawn to waken...
...Stirred on the eaves...
Vol. 10 • September 1929 • No. 21
