All the Bells Were Ringing
All the Bells Were Ringing
Poem
All the bells were ringing
And all the birds were singing,
When Molly sat down crying
For her broken doll:
O you silly Moll!
Sobbing and sighing
For a broken doll,
When all the bells are ringing
And all the birds are singing.
Notes
Written by Christina Rossetti
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