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...It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is fever'd as the flax That falls afunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a fkin 3 S THE TASK. BOOKNot colour'd like his.own, and having pow'r T'inforce the wrong, for fuch a...

...It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is fever'd as the flax That falls afunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a fkin Not colour'd Uke his own, and having pow'r T* inforce the wrorrg, for fuch a worthy caufe Dooms...

...It does not feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is fever'd as the flax That falls afunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a fkin Not colour'd like his own, and having powV T' inforce the wrong, for fuch a worthy caufe Dooms...

...It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is fever'd as the flax That falls afunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a fkin Not colour'd like his own, and having pow'r T'inforce the wrong, for fuch a worthy caufe Dooms...

...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...

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...flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the nat'ral bond 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; and, having pow'r i T' enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and...

...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...

...It does not feel for MAN. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood, is fever'd as the flax That falls afunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow, guilty of a fkin Not colour' d like his own ; and having pow'r T'inforce the wrong, for fuch a worthy caufe, Dooms...