In Memoriam A.H.H.
we indeed desire the dead
Should still be near us at our side?
Is there no baseness we would hide?
inner vileness that we dread?
he for whose applause I strove,
I had such reverence for his blame,
See with clear eye some hidden shame
I be lessen’d in his love?
wrong the grave with fears untrue:
Shall love be blamed for want of faith?
There must be wisdom with great Death:
dead shall look me thro’ and thro’.
near us when we climb or fall:
Ye watch, like God, the rolling hours
With larger other eyes than ours,
make allowance for us all.
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