Above all, Herbert's utopian influence is always couched in moderation. Prayer, rather than
political posturing, is Herbert's preferred way of coping with the dilemmas he faces: "God's
breath in man returning to his birth", (Prayer [1] line 2). The utopia is to be of God's, not
man's, making, and when there seems to be no response from God to this end, Herbert's
frustration is evident:
When my devotions could not pierce
Thy silent ears,
When was my heart broken, as was my verse:
My breast was full of fears
While the anticipated utopia remains unfulfilled, so does Herbert's struggle to reconcile the
conflict and order in his life continue.