Fellow-travellers here with me,
Loose for good each other's loads!
Here we come to the cross-roads:
Here must parting be.
Where will you five be to-night?
Where shall I? we little know:
Loosed from you, I let you go
Utterly from sight.
Far away go taste and touch,
Far go sight, and sound, and smell.
Fellow-Travellers, fare you well,--
You I loved so much.