| Heaven in ordinary; man well drest; |
| The milky way; the bird of paradise; |
| Church bells beyond the stars heard; the soul’s blood ; |
| The land of spices; something understood. |
Lord H.—(who has listened attentively, after a moment’s thought.)—There is something in the spirit of your lines which pleases me, and, in general, I know not that I should differ; yet you have expressed yourself nearest to mine own knowledge and feeling, where you have left more room to consider our prayers as aspirations, rather than the gifts of grace; as—
| “Heart in pilgrimage;” |
| “A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear.” |
| “Something understood.” |
In your likenesses, you sometimes appear to quibble in a way unworthy the subject.
George H.—It is the nature of some minds, brother, to play with what they love best. Yours is of a grander and severer cast; it can only grasp and survey steadily what interests it. My walk is different, and I have always admired you in yours Without expecting to keep pace with you.
Lord H.—I hear your sweet words with the more pleasure, George, that I had supposed you were now too much of the churchman to value the fruits of my thought.
George H.—God forbid that I should ever cease to reverence the mind that was, to my own, so truly that of an elder brother! I do lament that you will not accept the banner of my Master, and drink at what I have found the fountain of pure wisdom. But as I would not blot from the book of life the prophets and priests that came before Him, nor those antique sages who knew all
| That Reason hath from Nature borrowed, |
| Or of itself, like a good housewife spun, |
| In laws and policy: what the stars conspire: |
