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Nicholson & Lee, eds. The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.

Fiona MacLeod (William Sharp) (1855–1905)

228. The White Peace

IT lies not on the sunlit hill

Nor on the sunlit plain:

Nor ever on any running stream

Nor on the unclouded main—

But sometimes, through the Soul of Man,

Slow moving o’er his pain,

The moonlight of a perfect peace

Floods heart and brain.