English poem
Xix
by W. B. Rands
When the moon was on the wane, Ding was looking through the window-pane, Dong was counting drops of rain, And Dell was thinking with might and main; But all of them listened to the bell again, A wisdom bell, Or a nonsense bell?
And the goblin said, “Let Dell explain, She knows what the bells say From Greenwich up to Chelsea, She will explain what the bells say!”