Donec venit Sol per auram.
Henry Drury.
From Arundines Cami. 1851.
To a London Church Bell.
Tinkle, tinkle, horrid bell!
How I hate your dismal knell!
From your church’s tower so high
Plaguing all the dwellers nigh.
Ere the shades of night are gone,
Donec venit Sol per auram.
Henry Drury.
From Arundines Cami. 1851.
To a London Church Bell.
Tinkle, tinkle, horrid bell!
How I hate your dismal knell!
From your church’s tower so high
Plaguing all the dwellers nigh.
Ere the shades of night are gone,