Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Master Shallow

The knell has rung a dozen times
And yet it will ring out once more
I do not understand its chimes
I stand and listen at my door.
Again, again, it will encore
It shakes me to my very heart
I fear its meaning yet adore
Its carillon in every part.
Why will its ringing not impart
Its meaning to my listening ear?
Why do the ringers stop and start
At other chimes I cannot hear?
And though the meaning isn't clear
I fear there's reason in my fear.

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