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<a href='http://www.ozyandmillie.org/2005/om20050901.html' target='_blank'>The Telltale Bell</a><br><br>Well, no, Poe wasn't too hot on bells . . .<br><br><!--QuoteBegin--> <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'><b>Quote:</b> </td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> <b>The Bells</b><br><br>THE BELLS,<br><br><br>I.<br><br>  Hear the sledges with the bells--<br>  Silver bells!<br>  What a world of merriment their melody foretells!<br>  How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,<br>  In their icy air of night!<br>  While the stars, that oversprinkle<br>  All the heavens, seem to twinkle<br>  With a crystalline delight;<br>  Keeping time, time, time,<br>  In a sort of Runic rhyme,<br>  To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells<br>  From the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br>  Bells, bells, bells--<br>  From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.<br><br><br>II.<br><br>  Hear the mellow wedding bells,<br>  Golden bells!<br>  What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!<br>  Through the balmy air of night<br>  How they ring out their delight!<br>  From the molten golden-notes,<br>  And all in tune,<br>  What a liquid ditty floats<br>  To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats<br>  On the moon!<br>  Oh, from out the sounding cells,<br>  What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!<br>  How it swells!<br>  How it dwells<br>  On the future! how it tells<br>  Of the rapture that impels<br>  To the swinging and the ringing<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells,<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br>  Bells, bells, bells--<br>  To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!<br><br><br>III.<br><br>  Hear the loud alarum bells--<br>  Brazen bells!<br>  What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells!<br>  In the startled ear of night<br>  How they scream out their affright!<br>  Too much horrified to speak,<br>  They can only shriek, shriek,<br>  Out of tune,<br>  In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,<br>  In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire<br>  Leaping higher, higher, higher,<br>  With a desperate desire,<br>  And a resolute endeavor<br>  Now--now to sit or never,<br>  By the side of the pale-faced moon.<br>  Oh, the bells, bells, bells!<br>  What a tale their terror tells<br>  Of Despair!<br>  How they clang, and clash, and roar!<br>  What a horror they outpour<br>  On the bosom of the palpitating air!<br>  Yet the ear it fully knows,<br>  By the twanging,<br>  And the clanging,<br>  How the danger ebbs and flows;<br>  Yet the ear distinctly tells,<br>  In the jangling,<br>  And the wrangling,<br>  How the danger sinks and swells,<br>  By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells--<br>  Of the bells--<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br>  Bells, bells, bells--<br>  In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!<br><br>IV.<br><br>  Hear the tolling of the bells--<br>  Iron bells!<br>  What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!<br>  In the silence of the night,<br>  How we shiver with affright<br>  At the melancholy menace of their tone!<br>  For every sound that floats<br>  From the rust within their throats<br>    Is a groan.<br>  And the people--ah, the people--<br>  They that dwell up in the steeple.<br>      All alone,<br>  And who toiling, toiling, toiling,<br>    In that muffled monotone,<br>  Feel a glory in so rolling<br>    On the human heart a stone--<br>  They are neither man nor woman--<br>  They are neither brute nor human--<br>      They are Ghouls:<br>  And their king it is who tolls;<br>  And he rolls, rolls, rolls,<br>          Rolls<br>  A paean from the bells!<br>  And his merry bosom swells<br>  With the paean of the bells!<br>  And he dances, and he yells;<br>  Keeping time, time, time,<br>  In a sort of Runic rhyme,<br>  To the paean of the bells--<br>      Of the bells:<br>  Keeping time, time, time,<br>  In a sort of Runic rhyme,<br>    To the throbbing of the bells--<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells--<br>    To the sobbing of the bells;<br>  Keeping time, time, time,<br>    As he knells, knells, knells,<br>  In a happy Runic rhyme,<br>  To the rolling of the bells--<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells--<br>  To the tolling of the bells,<br>  Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br>    Bells, bells, bells--<br>  To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.<br><br>Edgar Allan Poe<br>1849.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table> <!--QuoteEEnd-->

THE BELL TOLLS FOR THY!!

I don't think I've ever seen Millie's irises before... <!--emo&:unsure:--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... unsure.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='unsure.gif' /><!--endemo--><br><br>She's starting to creep me out...

Some nice Poe references. You can never go wrong with Poe

I think Millie was also ripping off "it's the beating of that hideous HEART", another of Poe's poems....

Let's just hope she doesn't try to silence that bell in her head with a clawhammer or something. <!--emo&:o--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... s/ohmy.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='ohmy.gif' /><!--endemo-->

I can see a new avater <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... iggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo--> .<br><br>Hooray for the Poe reference!

<!--QuoteBegin-Catman+Sep 1 2005, 08:12 PM--> <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'><b>Quote:</b> (Catman @ Sep 1 2005, 08:12 PM)</td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> I can see a new avater <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... iggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo--> . <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table> <!--QuoteEEnd--><br> Not until Simon fixes the controls. <!--emo&:P--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... tongue.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tongue.gif' /><!--endemo-->

DO NOT ASK FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS! It tolls for Millie.

the Bell's control is an such an athema to Millie's style I fear an explosion if she ever touches the bell!

Say what? Boy, and I thought Millie <i>liked</i> school...

<!--QuoteBegin-Blue Blur+Sep 2 2005, 01:26 AM--> <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'><b>Quote:</b> (Blue Blur @ Sep 2 2005, 01:26 AM)</td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> Say what? Boy, and I thought Millie <i>liked</i> school... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table> <!--QuoteEEnd--><br>She Likes to learn, she dislike blind obedience, she likes to "flow"

I sense the need for the school therapist here <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... /smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif' /><!--endemo-->

<!--QuoteBegin-Tailsthefox+Sep 1 2005, 11:45 PM--> <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'><b>Quote:</b> (Tailsthefox @ Sep 1 2005, 11:45 PM)</td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> I think Millie was also ripping off "it's the beating of that hideous HEART", another of Poe's poems.... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table> <!--QuoteEEnd--><br> You're thinking of his short story "The Telltale Heart," for which this episode is spoofily named. The last line of that story goes, "It is the beating of his hideous heart!"<br><br>That was my introduction to Poe, and I loved it.

Nice literary reference.