Chapter LVII

"Peace, come away," may possibly be addressed to his sister, whom he now calls away from the sad subject which his earthly song had treated.

He says his companion's cheeks are pale, so it is time that they should turn to other things, though in doing so, he must leave half his own life behind. His "friend is richly shrined;" but what will become of himself? "I shall pass; my work will fail."

_The author speaks of these poems--"me-thinks, I have built a rich shrine for my friend, but it will not last."_ At any rate, so long as he lives will the tolling of Hallam's passing bell[36] be in his ears; and the strokes on the bell, "Ave" and "Adieu," hail and farewell, are like the notes of perpetual separation. They seem to be parted "for evermore."[37] He is in the lowest depth of woe.[38]