 | William Cowper - 1842 - 162 Seiten
...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, as the flax, 10 That falls asunder at the touch of fire.... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 200 Seiten
...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.... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 206 Seiten
...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.... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 922 Seiten
...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. 16... | |
 | 1845 - 484 Seiten
...frail humanity. To the actors in it the words of the poet may justly be applied : — • " 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 That falls asunder at the touch of fire."... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 Seiten
...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 brotherhood is severed as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 Seiten
...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.... | |
 | Anne Kent - 1846 - 942 Seiten
...pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of WTODR and outrage with which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart — It does not feel for man. COWPBR. WITH an anxious, yet hopeful heart, Evelyn arrived at Moreham Hall. Its appearance accorded... | |
 | William Cowper - 1846 - 310 Seiten
...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 natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd, as the flax, That falls asunder at the touch of fire.... | |
 | Richard Hiley - 1846 - 144 Seiten
...shines. 4. A rainbow strides the earth and air. 5. Indolence is the bane of happiness. 6. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart. It does not feel for man. 7. Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. 8. Let freedom circulate through every vein... | |
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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. 
