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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... "
The Warrior's Looking Glass: Wherein is Shewn from Many High Authorities ... - Σελίδα 159
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The English Reader; Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1811 - 254 σελίδες
...for a lodge in Come vaft wildernefs, Some boundlefs contiguity of fhade, Where rumour of oppreffion and deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is paih'd, My foul is Cck with ev'ry days report < Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. There...

The task: a poem

William Cowper - 1811
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear 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...

The Philanthropist, Or, Repository for Hints and Suggestions ..., Τόμος 1

1811
...deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more 1 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. Mountmint interpoied Wake enemies of nations,...

The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1815 - 264 σελίδες
...unfuccefsful or fucccfsful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, My foul is fick with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth...flefh in man's obdurate heart. It does not feel for man.ff The natural bond » Ot brotherhood is iever'dTas the flax That falls afunderat the touch of...

Censura Literaria: Containing Titles, Abstracts, and Opinions of ..., Τόμος 1

Sir Egerton Brydges - 1815
...unsuccessful or 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 is no flesh in man's obdurate heart ; It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd,...

The English Reader, Or Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1815 - 262 σελίδες
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with ev'ry days 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 cat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sevei'd,...

A Portraiture of Domestic Slavery, in the United States: With Reflections on ...

Jesse Torrey - 1817 - 94 σελίδες
...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is paiu'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,...

The Friend of Peace: To which is Prefixed A Solemn Review of the Custom of ...

Noah Worcester - 1817 - 281 σελίδες
...are sacrificed by HECATOMBS, by THOUSANDS, and even by MYRIADS ! -" 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. Then what is man ? And...

The American Orator, Or, Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry: Comprehending ...

Increase Cooke - 1819 - 408 σελίδες
...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, There is no flet,h in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man. The natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd...

Principles of Elocution: Containing Numerous Rules, Observations, and ...

Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 436 σελίδες
...unsuccessful or 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 is no flesh in man's obdurate heart — It does not feel for man. That nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd...




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