 | Sarah Burdett - 1839 - 98 pagine
...places of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty."— PSALM, Ixxiv. 20. " My soul is pained with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled." " Cry aloud thou that sittest in the dust ! Cry to the proud, the cruel, and unjust." —... | |
 | 1840 - 364 pagine
...and let the streamers float Upon the wanton breezes. * * + * * * * 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 j It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1841 - 240 pagine
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, 5 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 natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1842 - 162 pagine
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, 5 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 natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1843 - 222 pagine
...successful war, . Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with ev'ry day's report _ L 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,... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 200 pagine
...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 filled ; There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 206 pagine
...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 filled ; There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of... | |
 | William Cowper - 1898 - 330 pagine
...Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, 5 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... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - 586 pagine
...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... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1899 - 544 pagine
...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... | |
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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... 
