Ring out, wild bells by Tennyson

December 22, 2015

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson (from ‘In Memoriam A.H.H.’)

Onthemorningthomas1

I would have sworn that I had posted this before, but I can’t find it. Doesn’t matter anyway, as it is a lovely piece that deserves frequent reading. The repetition of the word ring is quite remarkable. William Blake is always good, too.

We’re yet to reach the rule of the larger heart or the kindlier hand, and the times seem pretty cold, even here in a very hot Australia. But Christmas is a time to hope for renewal. As is Easter, but let’s not get head of ourselves…

Best wishes to everyone reading, and Merry Christmas from your ex-atheist blogger, as we move towards 2016.

7 Responses to “Ring out, wild bells by Tennyson”

  1. Ring out wild bells is such a penetrating phrase. Wish I had written it. A great poem to finish the year with Penelope and the Aussie snow adds the final touch. Merry Christmas !

    • pscottier said

      The snow is a present from Santa Claus, or at least his merry helper, WordPress, Helen.

      Have a wonderful Christmas and New Year, and I look forward to reading your blog in 2016.

  2. Why do you say ex atheist? I am interested to hear your turning story. Why do you now believe? And what do you believe?

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