 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 страници
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd... | |
 | William Mathers - 1831 - 214 страници
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'dj My soul is sick with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which Earth is fill'd* There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 страници
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My soul is sick * filled There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It docs not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood... | |
 | Elizabeth Holmes - 1832 - 300 страници
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My soul is sick, with every day's report, Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. COWPER. SOMETIMES when I have chosen a subject on which to write, it has been said to me, "... | |
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 страници
...successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My. soul is eick, with ev'ry day's report 6 Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart ; It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd,-as... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 страници
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart — It does not feel for man. That natural bond Of... | |
 | Robert Vaughan - 1832 - 450 страници
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond , Of... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 страници
...XXIX. TDK INHUMANITY OF SLAVERY. Cowper. Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart ; It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of... | |
 | Thomas Timpson - 1834 - 168 страници
...EXTINGUISH Sl.AVERY. CHAPTER IK HISTORICAL NOTICES OF THE SLAVE TRADE. - My car is pain'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth Is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart ; It does not feel for man ; tbe iiat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever*d... | |
 | Alonzo King - 1834 - 338 страници
...performed, and the inhabitants of the earth learn righteousness ! ' My heart is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.' The culprit will be swung off in a few moments. O, what a boon is time of probation ! a time... | |
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Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colour'd like his own... 
