LXXVIII + 

Sympathy + 

Souls of the Just, I call not you + 

To share this joy with me, + 

This joy and wonder at the view + 

Of mountain, plain, and sea; + 

Ye, on that loftier mountain old, + 

Safe lodged in Eden’s cell, + 

Whence run the rivers four, behold + 

This earth, as ere it fell. + 

Or, when ye think of those who stay + 

Still tried by the world’s fight, + 

’Tis but in looking for the day + 

Which shall the lost unite. + 

Ye rather, elder Spirits strong! + 

Who from the first have trod + 

This nether scene, man’s race among, + 

The while you live to God, + 

Ye see, and ye can sympathize⁠— + 

Vain thought! their mighty ken + 

Fills height and depth, the stars, the skies, + 

They smile at dim-eyed men. + 

Ah, Saviour! I perforce am Thine, + 

Angel and Saint apart: + 

Those searching Eyes are all-divine, + 

All-human is that Heart. + 