An elderly lady, Brenda, who got our annual newsletter from the Dove and Dolphin which had a hand on the shoulder of the Palestinian people, sent this with her donation:
Say not the struggle naught availeth
The labour and the wounds are vain
The enemy faints not, nor faileth
And as things have been, things remain
For while the tired waves, vainly breaking
Seem here no painful inch to gain
Far back through creeks and inlets making
Comes silent, flooding in, the main
I thought they were William Blake's words. In fact they are A.E. Clough's (she penned the name in), and they make me weep.
'Never give up .....' she said. The post card was of Hampstead Heath by Constable. Amidst the evil and the filth there are good and gentle souls.
