Peace on downy feathers descends
The angel of peace, ample-spanned
In fainting's way, o'er sounding hell's
Encounters abrasively fanned.
Much by moonlight is related
Of this overt tender presence.
More, preyed on of swart guilts, who vouch
For a tangible experience.
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