Hear the sledges with the bells —

                Silver bells!

What a world of merriment their melody foretells!

        How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,

                In the icy air of night!

        While the stars that oversprinkle

        All the Heavens, seem to twinkle

                With a crystalline delight;

        Keeping time, time, time,

        In a sort of Runic rhyme,

To the tintinabulation that so musically wells

        From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

                Bells, bells, bells —

        From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.