I was allowed to ring the bell for five minutes until everyone was in assembly. It was the beginning of power.
What's brown and sounds like a bell? DUNG!
The ringing school bell sounds an alarm.
Shall I describe the happiness it gave me to go into the classroom and pick up the chalk? ... It seemed to me the supreme, heartbreaking happiness to enter a classroom carrying a register as that bell rang, and start a lesson with the mysterious air of one about to unfold wonders.
When that bell rang, I wanted to go out there and do my thing.
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell's tongue.
Slowly my body grows a single sound, slowly I become a bell, an oval, disembodied vowel, I grow, an owl, an aureole, white fire poesia "Metamorfosi, I. Luna
The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours.
At the great iron gate of the churchyard he stopped and looked in. He looked up at the high tower spectrally resisting the wind, and he looked round at the white tombstones, like enough to the dead in their winding-sheets, and he counted the nine tolls of the clock-bell.
Precious to me - it is the Dinner Bell. Oh blessed Bell! Thou bringest beef and beer.
From one bell all the bells toll.
