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In Memoriam A.H.H.
High
wisdom holds my wisdom less,
That I, who gaze with temperate eyes
On glorious insufficiencies,
Set
light by narrower perfectness.But
thou, that fillest all the room
Of all my love, art reason why
I seem to cast a careless eye
On
souls, the lesser lords of doom. For
what wert thou? some novel power
Sprang up for ever at a touch,
And hope could never hope too much,
In
watching thee from hour to hour,
Large
elements in order brought,
And tracts of calm from tempest made,
And world-wide fluctuation sway’d
In
vassal tides that follow’d thought.
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