What, for example, can be nobler, and in a higher and tenderer moral strain than his lines on the dying gladiator, in 'Childe Harold'?
What is more like the vigour of the old Hebrew Scriptures than his thunderstorm in the Alps?
What can more perfectly express moral ideality of the highest kind than the exquisite descriptions of Aurora Raby,--pure and high in thought and language, occurring, as they do, in a work full of the most utter vileness?
Lady Byron's hopes for her husband fastened themselves on all the noble fragments yet remaining in that shattered temple of his mind which lay blackened and thunder-riven; and she looked forward to a sphere beyond this earth, where infinite mercy should bring all again to symmetry and order.

If the strict theologian must regret this as an undue latitude of charity, let it at least be remembered that it was a charity which sprang from a Christian virtue, and which she extended to every human being, however lost, however low.

In her view, the mercy which took him was mercy that could restore all.
In my recollections of the interview with Lady Byron, when this whole history was presented, I can remember that it was with a softened and saddened feeling that I contemplated the story, as one looks on some awful, inexplicable ruin.
The last letter which I addressed to Lady Byron upon this subject will show that such was the impression of the whole interview.

It was in reply to the one written on the death of my son:-- 'Jan.

30, 1858.
'MY DEAR FRIEND,--I did long to hear from you at a time when few knew how to speak, because I knew that you had known everything that sorrow can teach,--you, whose whole life has been a crucifixion, a long ordeal.
'But I believe that the Lamb, who stands for ever "in the midst of the throne, as it had been slain," has everywhere His followers,--those who seem sent into the world, as He was, to suffer for the redemption of others; and, like Him, they must look to the joy set before them,--of redeeming others.
'I often think that God called you to this beautiful and terrible ministry when He suffered you to link your destiny with one so strangely gifted and so fearfully tempted.