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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Chimes

By Alice Meynell

BRIEF on a flying night,

From the shaken tower,

A flock of bells take flight,

And go with the hour.

Like birds from the cote to the gales,

Abrupt—oh, hark!—

A fleet of bells set sails,

And go to the dark.

Sudden the cold airs swing:

Alone, aloud,

A verse of bells takes wing

And flies with the cloud.