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A History of the Commonwealth of Florence: From the Earliest Independence of ... - Page 24
by Thomas Adolphus Trollope - 1865
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Poems of Established Reputation: To Wit: 1st. The Art of Preserving Health

1802 - 302 pages
...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...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1806 - 300 pages
...oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is 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...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1806 - 234 pages
...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...
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A Portraiture of Quakerism: As Taken from a View of the Moral ..., Volume 3

Thomas Clarkson - 1806 - 480 pages
...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...
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The Philanthropist, Or, Repository for Hints and Suggestions ..., Volume 1

1811 - 424 pages
...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...
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The Friend of Peace: To which is Prefixed A Solemn Review of the Custom of ...

Noah Worcester - 1817 - 312 pages
...VICTIMS, 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 ?...
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The American Orator, Or, Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry: Comprehending ...

Increase Cooke - 1819 - 426 pages
...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...
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1821 - 280 pages
...shade, 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...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1821 - 556 pages
...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...
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Murray's English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the ...

Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1822 - 322 pages
...slavery. 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...
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