The Two Lights

"When l'm a man," i the poetry of youlli. " Iku 1 wás young," is the p " lien l'm a man.' the stripling cries, And itrivet the coming yeart t 'Ah, tticti i shall te Mronj; and wise, when l'n É man '.' "Wlicn I tm yunnjï," the old man sighs, " Brave] y the lark mul liie line! t-ung '1 belr chora] umler sunnv kiis, When 1 was youitg!' ' Whefl l'm . man, I shall he freo, ird the ri;lit. the tiuth upliold." W ben I was youn I bent no kntc To power or jola." "Then shall I satisfy my soul Wuh yonder pri.e, wbea I'm a man,' round how win ffoaJ I" whicli I ran." "W'lifii i'ni ;i man, these itlle toys e i ir ver shall bc Mime.1' 1 'l hen W9M do potson in mj joyi W'lifi] I was fOVUlg,1 The boy's hri-ht drsan is ill beibte, i lie iii.in's romeAce Itei ftii behlnd; il;nl wc the present and no imrr, FatC vvere unkind. Hut, brother, toIlJng in the olght, Still count jrounell oot all aobletl II in tbc cast tlferu ffleamfl a livlit i ui tbc wi