The Love, which became stronger in himself, after encountering Death at
the departure of Hallam,
"Is comrade to the lesser faith
That sees the course of human things."
This "lesser faith" attends to the events of time, and is not overborne by
present confusions, but reaches, sustained by Love, to a last happy
consummation.
If all that the "wild Hours" of Time had to do was to repeat the past,
bring about useless wars, "fool the crowd with glorious lies," cleave
religion into sects, disguise language, change governments, cramp
learning, patch afresh what is antique and worn--if these results were all
that could be effected, then would my scorn be well deserved. But
"I see in part
That all, as in some piece of art,
Is toil co-operant to an end;"
that all things are working together for final good.