 Where rumour of oppression and 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,...  Poems - Page 37by William Cowper - 1821Full view - About this book
 | Missions - 1797 - 610 pages
...THE EQUITY OF DIVINE PROVIDENCE. ELL might the elegant and judicious Cowper fay, My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with whifh earth is fill'd: For our world is the fcene of- univerfal oppreffion and in-, juftice. Let not... | |
 | English poetry - 1796 - 220 pages
...Of unfuccefsful and fuccefsful war, ^ Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My foul is fick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flefh in man's obdurate henrt, It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood... | |
 | William Cowper - 1800 - 364 pages
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd,i My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flefli in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of... | |
 | William Cowper - 1802 - 364 pages
...is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which eajth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered as the flax, That falls afundcr at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a fkin... | |
 | Health - 1802 - 302 pages
...oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is 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... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1802 - 350 pages
...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 finds... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 386 pages
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered... | |
 | William Cowper - 1805 - 366 pages
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered... | |
 | Thomas Clarkson - Society of Friends - 1806 - 480 pages
...oppression and 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 — • Lands, intersected by a narrow frith, Abhor each other. Mountains interpos'd Make •... | |
 | Thomas Clarkson - Abolitionists - 1808 - 598 pages
...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 finds... | |
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