S.H.D. Commonplace Book (16:35:1),
Martha Dickinson Bianchi Collection,
John Hay Library, Brown University Libraries
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Never give up! though grape shot may rattle
Or the full thunder cloud over you burst,
Stand like a rock, and the storm or the battle
Little shall harm you though doing their worst:
Never give up! if adversity presses
Providence wisely hath mingled the cup,
And the best council in all your distresses,
Is the stout watchword of Never give up!
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Be kind to each other
The night's coming on
When friend & when brother
Perchance may be gone!
Then mid'st our dejection
How sweet to have earned
The blest recollection
Of kindness returned
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When day hath departed
And memory keeps
Her watch broken hearted
Where all she loves sleeps
Let fortune assail not
Nor envy disprove -
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