“Ting-Ting-a-Tong-Tong,” &c.
To th’ old it recalls dim years long past,
It opens the grave’s dark cells,
And whilst they muse on the loved and lost,
A tear to the eye compels—
“Ting-Ting-a-Tong-Tong,” &c.
Yet breathes it still, with high hope to all,
As that sacred carol swells,
And with the voice of an angel’s song
Of Goodness and Mercy tells—