More people pass’d me, a country cart with hay
Stopp’d close beside[740] me, and two or three
Talk’d about it![741] I moan’d, and crept[742] away!
Next came a hollow sound[743] I knew full well,
For something gripped[744] me round the heart!—and then
There came the solemn tolling[745] of a bell!
O God! O God![746] how could[747] I sit close by,
And neither scream nor cry?
As if I had been stone, all hard and cold,
I listen’d,[748] listen’d, listen’d, still and dumb,