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41 Which stands at the Dale-head. James, tir'd perhaps,

Or from some other cause remain'd behind.

You see yon precipice—it almost looks

Like some vast building made of many crags,

And in the midst is one particular rock

That rises like a column from the vale,

Whence by our Shepherds it is call'd, the Pillar.

James, pointing to its summit, over which

They all had purpos'd to return together,

Inform'd them that he there would wait for them;

They parted, and his comrades pass'd that way

Some two hours after, but they did not find him

At the appointed place, a circumstance

Of which they took no heed: but one of them,

Going by chance, at night, into the house

Which at this time was James's home, there learn'd

That nobody had seen him all that day:

The morning came, and still, he was unheard of:

The neighbours were alarm'd, and to the Brook

Some went, and some towards the Lake; ere noon