It is an accepted tradition in Stratford-upon-Avon that the bell of the Guild Chapel was tolled on the occasion of the death and also of the funeral of Shakespeare.
Sweet bell of Stratford, tolling slow,
In summer gloaming’s golden glow,
I hear and feel thy voice divine,
And all my soul responds to thine.
As now I hear thee, even so
My Shakespeare heard thee, long ago,
When lone by Avon’s pensive stream
He wandered in his haunted dream.
From “Shakespeare’s England,” by William Winter