But more of reverence in us dwell;
That mind and soul, according well,
May make one music as before.
“But vaster. We are fools and slight;
We mock Thee when we do not fear:
But help thy foolish ones to bear:
Help thy vain worlds to bear thy light.”
And again, speaking of his dead friend, Arthur Hallam, he expresses the longing of his own devout soul:
“I would the great world grew like thee,
Who grewest not alone in power