8 MAY 1886, Page 14

TILL SUNRISE.

SWEETER than Joy, tho' Joy might abide, Dearer than Love, tho' Love might endure, Is this thing : for a man to have died

For the wronged and the poor !

Let none be glad until all are free, The song be still and the banner furled, Till all have seen what the poets see, And foretell to the world !

PAEENIIAM BEATTY.