Topic: Despair

Bessie Bobtail

As down the street she wambled slow, She had not got a place to go: She had not got a place to fall And rest herself—no place at all. She stumped along and wagged her pate And said a thing was desperate. Her face was screwed and wrinkled tight Just like a...

By James Stephens
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11 November

Never Despair

"These lines were sent to me by William Smith O’Brien, the evening of Monday, October 8, 1848, the day on which sentence of death was passed upon him." -THOMAS FRANCIS MEAGHER (October 12, 1848) Never despair! Let the feeble in spirit Bow like the willow that stoops...

By William Smith O’Brien
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03 September