OLD BELLS, NEW RINGERS

Press, Volume LXXVI, Issue 23053, 22 June 1940, Page 15

OLD BELLS, NEW RINGERS

(St>BClAl.tT WHITTEN FOB THE PRESS.) tfiy WHIM-WHAM.] Rerr Hitler, said a Message from Berlin, ordered! bell-ringing for/15 minutes on the day of the entry of the German troops into Paris. Hear, the Reich resound with Bells, Nordic Beds! s\shat a Tale of Tyranny their cruel Clangour tells I Hew they hammer, hammer, hammer . Like the Bomber overhead, v Like the Guns that madly stammer With a high explosive Clamour To the Tank’s metallic tread, Yelling Heil, Heil, Meil To the Fuehrer all the while JB&uhing in the Echo of the devastating Shells In the Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, In the maniacal Blitzkrieg of the Bells!

Hear the Berchtesgaden Bells, Aryan Bells! , What a Leap for Lebensraum their Arrogance foretells! With on the Necks Of the Austrians and Czechs, And a joyful, joyful Peal For the Poles! How jubilant they feel As the regimented Steeples rock and reel, As there rolls Through the concentration Cells Where the cruel Lash compels, The Beating and Maltreating of the Bells— Of the Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, The Defiling and Reviling of the Bells! Hear the hollow Hitler Bells, Hungry Bells! .What Plague, Blockade, and Poverty their muffled T(one foretells! Hardly heard above the Roar, Of a Continent at War, Like a Whisper in the Ear, Like an Undertone of Fear, Never loud; A low insistent Drumming that is never wholly drowned (Though the Propagandist bellows and the party Slogans sound . Shrieking Liar, Liar, Liar To the subterranean Fire Of the Crowd! ' ' (That is never quite extinguished by the crashing of the Bells, Of the Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, By the Goebbling and the Goering of the, Bells!