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...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 ? And what man seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush And hang his...

...of these wretches, falsely called Christians. " There is no flesh in their obdurate hearts, They do not feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood...the flax, That falls asunder at the touch of fire." Cold, hungry, and almost exhausted, our friends had no alternative but to proceed to the nearest town,...

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...is pain'd, My soul is sick with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which Earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does...feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is serer'd as the flax, That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin....

...report Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, 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 ! >f brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds...

...is pain'd, My soul is sick with ev'ry 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. That nat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He...

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