It's a quote from Donne.
"Ask not for whom the bell tolls — it tolls for thee"

The Bell tolls when someone dies. But it doesn't toll for him — he's dead. It tolls to remind you of your mortality and (which is clear from the poem) that part of your world dies too.

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I should be dead; I've cheated the Grim Reaper yet again by surviving my third heart attack in June.

The Bell no longer tolls.....


Because the Bell ringer has been made redundant and the bell has been nicked and sold for scrap.

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I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?"
She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.

No such luck, Hoovie. The Bell ringer is Death.

Just a thought — it's your turn soon...

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I should be dead; I've cheated the Grim Reaper yet again by surviving my third heart attack in June.

When it comes to it, we're all on the list
But with any luck NOT YET!

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Retirement is an Illusion