Still, if thy heart be little with me, wot thou well, my brother,
I canvass not the smiles of praise, nor dread the frowns of censure.
Through many themes in many thoughts, have we held sweet converse;
But God alone be praised for mind! He only is sufficient,
And every thought in every theme by prayer had been established:
Who then should fear the face of man, when God hath answered prayer?—
I speak it not in arrogance of heart, but humbly as of justice,
I think it not in vanity of soul, but tenderly, for gratitude,—
God hath blest my mind, and taught it many truths:
And I have echoed some to thee, in weakness, yet sincerely: