As the gravies oversprinkle,
With a crystalline delight;
And they chime, chime, chime,
As a shout from time to time,
From “pottle-bodied” gourmands or animated swells,
Is mingled with the ever-ringing bells—
Bells, bells, bells—
The tintinnabulation of the bells.
Hear the early breakfast bells—
Tiresome bells!