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The name of the Slough was Despond.
The name of the Slough was Despond.
He who has never hoped can never despair.
He who has never hoped can never despair.
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
But bear-like I must fight the course.
They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
But bear-like I must fight the course.
. . . then black despair
The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
Over the world read more
. . . then black despair
The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
Over the world in which I moved alone.
Action is the antidote to despair.
Action is the antidote to despair.
Despair is the conclusion of fools.
Despair is the conclusion of fools.
Despair ruins some, presumption many.
Despair ruins some, presumption many.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go read more
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go sighing round,
"What love can ever cure this wound?"
My days go on, my days go on.
