| William Cowper - 1802 - 350 páginas
...is pain'd, 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 as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.... | |
| 1802 - 302 páginas
...pain'd, 5 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, as the flax 10 That falls asunder at the touch of fire.... | |
| William Cowper - 1806 - 300 páginas
...My ear is 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 brotherhood is severed as the flax, That fella asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| William Cowper - 1806 - 234 páginas
...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 brotherhood is severed as the flax, That falls asunder at the touch of fire.... | |
| Thomas Clarkson - 1808 - 598 páginas
...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 nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| William Cowper - 1810 - 212 páginas
...is pain'd, 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 as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1810 - 262 páginas
...is pain'd, 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, as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| William Cowper - 1811 - 228 páginas
...is pain1dr 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 as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1816 - 328 páginas
...is paia'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong anil 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 the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
| Noah Worcester - 1817 - 312 páginas
...is pain'd, 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. Then what is man ? And what man seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush And hang his... | |
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