John Farrell

“ Who has ever gone out with a burden of crime, of remorse, of despair
Like to this? Let me stumble to death, or through life—it is equally well,
Doubly-damned, what can death be to me but translation from Hell unto Hell?"
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“ One wild, volumod malignance of yells! To have light might be death. In the dark
On the floor the poor mother groped madly about the dead child for a spark
Of the hope of pulsation of life, till the blood that was mine and her own. ”

“ Of their hate, and our vigilance slept and security came to our roof.
"Once or twice we had missed a few sheep from the flocks, once or twice we had found
Far away on the run, dying fires, with the half-roasted fragments strewn round,
But I bade all the men not to heed any small depredation, or strive
To bring punishment home to the culprits. Our pardon is cheap when we thrive. ”