Chapter 77: LXXVI

LXXVI To mercy, pity, peace, and love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight, Return their thankfulness. ⋮ For Mercy has a human heart, Pity, a human face; And Love, the human form divine; And Peace, the human dress. William Blake: Songs of Innocence Some days later, Lydgate was riding to Lowick Manor, in consequence of a summons from Dorothea. The summons had not been unexpected, since it had followed a letter fr…