 My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.  Poems - Seite 35von William Cowper - 1805Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 206 Seiten
...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 brotherhood, is severed... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 922 Seiten
...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 brotherhood is severed... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 Seiten
...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 brotherhood is severed... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 Seiten
...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. That natural bond Of brotherhood is severed... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - 454 Seiten
...tempests of fortune. The last steps of day. The storms of adversity. My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled The superb lofus was holding up his cup to the sun. as if for a fall draught of his light. Life is... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - 456 Seiten
...tempests of fortune. The last steps of day. The storms of adversity. My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. The superb lotus was holding up his cup to the sun. as if for a full draught of his light. Life is... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1845 - 348 Seiten
...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 flesh in man's obdurate heart ; It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood... | |
 | Edward William Hooker - 1846 - 412 Seiten
...at the departure of husbands, sons, and brothers. Cowper says, ' My ear is pained, My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.' But alas ! how would his tender soul have shuddered at the sight of this! With more pathos, if possible,... | |
 | William Macilwaine - 1846 - 56 Seiten
...confirmed, by the evidence already quoted. EVIL RESULTS. " . . . . 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 ; It does'not feel for man : the natural bond Of... | |
 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - 238 Seiten
...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 brotherhood is severed... | |
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