To glut his maw insatiate!
Proud is Pelf;
But might not Legend lesson Labour's self?
"Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms!"
Comes not the echo loud of wild alarms
To Labour's Conference? Violence and wreck,
Incendiary hate that sense should check,
Mad mob-intimidation, brutal wrath,—
These are strange warders for the pleasant path
Of human progress! While they crowd and clash