Poems with rhymes of ring

The bells and bells of song that ring
Round banners of a cause or king

JUST a very common thing -
Shouts and whistles, bells that ring,

And many a little whispering thing
Is calling the Shee.
The dewy bells of evening ring,

Sped like an angel's wing,
Deep—dowered with gold, and for itself
Brought back a golden ring.

Ring, ring!
Any church-chime rings,
Dong ding!

'Twas all about a little thing
I made a mystery of sound,
I found it in a fairy ring

Here we sit and sing
In a pleasant ring;

Of gentle Philips will I ever sing,
With gentle Philips shall the valleys ring.

Some one's tunin' up his fiddle dah, I hyeah a banjo's ring,
An', bless me, dat's de tootin' of a ho'n!
Now dey 'll evah one be runnin' dat has got a foot to fling,

Not in a lovers'-knot, not in a ring
Worked in such fashion, and the legend plain—
Semper fidelis, where a secret spring

With the light of wine! oh minstrel, sing:
The world fulfilleth my heart's desire!
Reflected within the goblet's ring

Come now, like Pan's old crew, we'll dance and sing,
Or Oberon's: for hill and valley ring

Soon, soon the days conviction bring.
The collie hair, the collie swing,
The tail's indomitable ring,

When I was boxing in the ring
In 'Frisco back in ninety-seven,
I used to make five bucks a fling

With breathless nostrils stretched above the spring.
--Soon did the Knight perform what he had said;
And far and wide the fame thereof did ring.

The Fifth-day, joyful tidings ring:
"The morrow shall your freedom bring!"

Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring,
And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring.

Steadily from the outside ring,
And notched the poor dry empty thing

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,

Now pity steeps the grass and rainbows ring
The serpent with the eagle in the leaves. . . . ?
Whispers antiphonal in azure swing.