Whose faith has centre everywhere,
Nor cares to fix itself to form.
In Memoriam. xxxiii. Stanza 1.
Short swallow-flights of song, that dip
Their wings in tears, and skim away.
In Memoriam. xlviii. Stanza 4.
Hold thou the good; define it well;
For fear divine Philosophy
Should push beyond her mark, and be
Procuress to the Lords of Hell.