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

George MacDonald (1824–1905)

138. Lost and Found

I MISSED him when the sun began to bend;

I found him not when I had lost his rim;

With many tears I went in search of him,

Climbing high mountains which did still ascend,

And gave me echoes when I called my friend;

Through cities vast and charnel-houses grim,

And high cathedrals where the light was dim,

Through books and arts and works without an end,

But found him not—the friend whom I had lost.

And yet I found him—as I found the lark,

A sound in fields I heard but could not mark;

I found him nearest when I missed him most;

I found him in my heart, a life in frost,

A light I knew not till my soul was dark.