Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
I am honored to have had two Hallmark Hall of Fame Productions made from my novels - 'Silver Bells' and 'Follow the… — Luanne Rice Copy Share Image
“I Hear the sledges with the bells - Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
I wish grace and healing were more abracadabra kind of things. Also, that delicate silver bells would ring to announce grace's arrival.… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“The trip itself was the usual...adulation from all sides, rose petals strewn in my path everywhere I went, silver bells festooning the… — Charlotte MacLeod Copy Share Image
The real reason Jews don't have more Hanukkah music is that, historically, American Jewish singer-songwriters were too busy making Christmas music. 'White… — Matisyahu Copy Share Image
And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic… — John Betjeman Copy Share Image
...May its index point to joy, And moments wing'd with new delights. Sweet may resound each silver bell, And never quick returning… — Charlotte Turner Smith Copy Share Image
“So very many times over the next three years i heard her laughter - no silver bells or sweet rippling sounds was… — Fynn Copy Share Image
“Raccoon Coon, why did you come to this dance with a mask on? Why not the tin man and his rainbow girl?… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells, From the bells, bells, bells. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“...Her eyes, he says, are stars at dusk, Her mouth as sweet as red-rose-musk; And when she dances his young heart swells… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
East of the sun and west of the moon.' As unfathomable as the words were, I realized I must figure them out,… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“He hoped and feared,' continued Solon, in a low. mournful voice; 'but at times he was very miserable, because he did not… — Fitz James O'Brien Copy Share Image
“Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With Silver Bells, and Cockle Shells, And marigolds all in a row.” — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
Colours in vibration, peeling like silver bells and clanging like bronze bells, proclaiming happiness, passion and love, soul, blood and death. — Emil Nolde Copy Share Image
