Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
16. The Gift
I
A gift of quietness and ease and peace,
Cooling your brow as with the mystic dew
Dropping from twilight trees.
Not mine the voice to still with peace divine:
From the first fount the stream of quiet flows
Through other hearts than mine.
And of my sorrow here the sweetest gains,
And out of hell, beyond its iron bars,
My scorn of all its pains.