4.
“And he that dwelleth in Love dwelleth in God, and God in him.”
But more than all in men of spirit poor,
When sickness or pale fasts the feelings bless,
Love comes to man in her unearthly dress;
Things long since passed, that she shall see no more,
Approach her from the everlasting shore;
And something of a solemn tenderness
The overflowing spirit will oppress.
While of occasions which had once touched sore,
And ministered unkindness, nought remains
But grieving Love, which with unquiet pains,
Fain would undo Hate's sin-engendering stains,
But cannot: inwardly the spirit bleeds,
And for herself and others ceaseless pleads;
While nothing else but prayer can speak her needs.
