The longing for confirmed tranquillity,
Inward and outward; humble, yet sublime:
The life where hope and memory are as one;
Where earth is quiet and her face unchanged
Save by the simplest toil of human hands
Or seasons' difference; the immortal Soul[242]
Consistent in self-rule; and heaven revealed
To meditation in that quietness!—
Such was their scheme: and though the wished for end
By multitudes was missed, perhaps attained