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Ding dong! ding dong! The church bells play At close of day, With hollow tone. Ding dong! ding dong! They ever moan.

Ding dong! ding dong! Cold death hath laid In earthly bed Two hearts alone. Ding dong! ding dong! And made them one.

Ding dong! ding dong! The church bells loom Above the tomb Where true loves meet. Ding dong! ding dong! How sad and sweet!