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.