Our eyes are dim with watching for the dawning of the day,
The yearned-for day that's coming when our griefs shall melt away:
Oh! shall we never, never, of that dawn perceive a ray?

Must we ever wait in vain?

Must clashing interests evermore humanity divide?
Shall unjust might as in the past defenceless right o'erride?
Have all in vain our heroes fought, in vain oar martyrs died?

Is the better day a dream?

Shall the world be ruled for ever by sophistries and lies?
Shall idle wealth for ever filch lean industry's fair prize?
Shall kings and priests for ever o'er the nations tyranise?

Shan wrong for ever reign?