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.