THE BELLS OF DARTMOUTH

The bells of Dartmouth sound across The river and the plain. From Norwich Town and Tempe's Vale, They echo back again. The surging bells of Dartmouth, The urging bells of Dartmouth, The singing bells of Dartmouth, That never called in vain.

From Hanover to Lebanon, From Hartford up to Lyme, The bells ring out beyond the hills, And backward into Time-To summon men of Dartmouth, "Oh, come on, men of Dartmouth." The singing bells of Dartmouth Are calling with each chime.

The bells of Dartmouth bravely ring In weather foul or fair. And for a hundred years and more, Have sounded just one air— The olden bells of Dartmouth, The golden bells of Dartmouth, The singing bells of Dartmouth, "My Sons Shall Do, and Dare."