"To mercy, pity, peace, and love
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delight,
Return their thankfulness."
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 from Mr Bulstrode, in which he stated that he had resumed his arrangements for quitting Middlemarch, and must remind Lydgate of his previous communications about the Hospital, to the purport of which he still adhered. It had been his duty, before taking further steps, to reopen the subject with Mrs Casaubon, who now wished, as before, to discuss the question with Lydgate. "Your views may possibly have undergone some change," wrote Mr Bulstrode; "but, in