...wickedness, of these little creatures. " О for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless conuguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of...successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report ОГ wrong and outrage with which earth is ÜH V Lnnds,...

...tears and lacerates the heart of its fellow. Justly, indeed, did the suffering poet exclaim : — " Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, " Some boundless...of shade, " Where rumour of oppression and deceit *' Might never reach me more." and truly has he told us that " There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...all. OOWPER. SECTION XI. Itilignant Sentiment* on National Prejudices and Hatrei ;\ and on Slavery. OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rjimor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My...

...SECTION XI. V*^ indignant sentiments on national prfjudices and hatred ; • • and on slavery. 1. OH, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with...

...principal cause, to the * ant of discipline in the universities. THE TASK. BOOK II. THE TIME-PIECE. O FOB a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity...Earth is fill'd, There is no flesh in man's obdurate haart, It does not feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax, That falls...

...consequent evils, ascribed, as to its principal cause, to the want of discipline in the universities. \J FOR a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...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 lill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...consequent evils, ascribed, as to its principal cause, to the want of discipline in the universities. O FOR a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...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...

...genuine cause of all. SECTION XI. Indignant sentiments on national prejudices and hatreds and on 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...

...tears and lacerates the heart of its fellow. Justly, indeed, did the suffering poet exclaim :-— " Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, " Some boundless...of shade, " Where rumour of oppression and deceit " Might never reach me more." And truly has he told us that " There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart,...

...your cogitations, Clara; are you not ready to exclaim, in the language of our feeling bard? " Oh ! for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more." " Truly so, dear madam," replied Clara. " If there is a spot on earth where the harassed wing of Peace...