 There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.  The Task: In Six Books - Page 31by William Cowper - 1836 - 172 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Marcus Wood - History - 2003 - 704 pages
...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....The natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax1 That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colour'd like... | |
 | William Cowper - Poetry - 2003 - 119 pages
...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....man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax 10 That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds... | |
 | Simon White, John Goodridge, Bridget Keegan - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 315 pages
...inveighs against war, racism, and the slave-trade: 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....man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd (The Task, 2:4-10) For a poet who so insists on the solace and... | |
 | William Sanders Scarborough - History - 2006 - 508 pages
...wilderness * * # 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 as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire." With the hatred of the lower classes... | |
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