20 APRIL 1895, Page 17

POETRY.

TRUTH.

" Quand j'ai connu la veritg

J'ai cru que c'etait une amie."

TRUTH seemed at first a welcome friend, To whom I gave unflinching trust ; But, when I knew her to the end,

Time turned my fervour to disgust. And yet Truth lives for evermore Cold, pitiless, unyielding, stark ; And he who would her sway ignore Must live for ever in the dark.

C. E. J.