...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...

...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...

...principal cause, to the want of discipline in the universities. THE TASK. BOOK II. THE TIME-PIECE. OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick, with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There...

...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...

...Our arch of empire, stedfast but for you, A mutilated structure, soon to fall. MORAL REFLECTIONS. vJH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick, with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There...

...principal cause, to the want of discipline in the universities. THE TASK. BOOK II. THE TIME-PIECE. vyH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick, with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There...

...universities*. BOOK II, THE TIME-PIECE. \_./H for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless continuity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of...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....

...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...

...must in consequence too often prevail. Had Cowper visited Culbone, he would not have exclaimed, " O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, " Some boundless...contiguity of shade, " Where rumour of oppression might never reach " My ear." He might here have found a solitude independent of a desert, and an uninterrupted...

...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...