| 1910 - 412 страници
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| 1847 - 464 страници
...OMNIBUS. (A Tale of the Present Dag.) BY ELIZABETH VOUAT T. " The wounds I might have heal'd I The hnman sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul...wrought by want of thought As well as want of heart." THOMAS HOOD. "Paddington! Paddington! Oxford-street!" exclaimed toe stentorian voice of the conductor... | |
| 1870 - 726 страници
...districts, whether towns, villages, or hamlets, where pence and literature are equally scarce — " Evil is wrought by want of thought As well as want of heart." Even where the ameliorating influences of education are presumed to exist (and ho-.v infinitely more... | |
| William Martin - 1877 - 346 страници
...he was fond, or, at any event( on friendly terms ; but it should always be borne in mind that— " Evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart." And it matters very little to the victim whether the joke was done out of thoughtlessness or heartlessness,... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 страници
...never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my...wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fer" '.lit hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter, and fast they... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 страници
...never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my...wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fervent hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter, and fast they... | |
| 1846 - 302 страници
...never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. ' The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my...wrought by want of thought, As well as want of Heart !' VOICES OF THE TRUE-HEARTEDShe clasped her fervent hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large and... | |
| Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 страници
...never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my...wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fer" .M hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter, and fast they... | |
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