Thus much then for tho mnny !—Those pure souls For whom my song has sounded,—they know well I havo but borrowed fable's mask, that so ,Thc hallow'd thing conceal'd therein may not Blind suddenly their eyes who dimly seo !— For that, I've given the first book of tho Valley, Now, bold in God I daro announce tho second ; But all for those alono whose insight knows That Faith and Art and Yearning—theso aro Lovic. Thon loving Brotherhood, I come to theo Ono Easter-even, I nnd this my song !— What though tho world find foolishness in mo, (I'm right in ono thing, if in much' I'm wrong.) Yet, least and last of all, myself I sec, And not for laurel crowns, but Light, I long ! O'er wounds, from wounds divine, streams radiance glori Who there in love beholds it, stands victorious. THE EXD. CHISWICK PRESS '—C. WMITTINCHAM AND CO., TOOKS COCXT, CHANCIKY LANE. 2C2 THE TEMTLARS IS CYPRUS.