Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. IV. Comfort and Cheer Never Despair William Smith OBrien (18031864)
NEVER 1 despair! Let the feeble in spirit
Bow like the willow that stoops to the blast.
Droop not in peril! T is manhoods true merit
Nobly to struggle and hope to the last.
When by the sunshine of fortune forsaken 5
Faint sinks the heart of the feeble with fear,
Stand like the oak of the forestunshaken,
Never despairBoysoh! never despair.
Never despair! Though adversity rages,
Fiercely and fell as the surge on the shore, 10
Firm as the rock of the ocean for ages,
Stem the rude torrent till danger is oer.
Fate with its whirlwind our joys may all sever,
True to ourselves, we have nothing to fear.
Be this our hope and our anchor for ever 15
Never despairBoysoh! never despair.
Note 1. These lines were sent to me by William Smith OBrien, the evening of Monday, October 8, 1848, the day on which sentence of death was passed upon him.THOMAS FRANCIS MEAGHER.
October 12, 1848. [back ]