 | William Cowper - 1801 - 280 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by: No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufFrer under nameless ill, That yields not to- the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 482 páginas
...Ten thousand, thousand strings at once go loose • Lost, till He tune them, all their pow'r and use, No wounds like those, a wounded spirit feels ; No cure for such, 'till God, who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufferer, under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by: % No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufFrer under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | William Hayley - 1805 - 230 páginas
...Ten thousand thousand strings at once go loose ; Lost, till he tune them, all their power and use. No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels ; No cure for such, till God, who makes them, healsT And thou, sad sufferer, under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by : No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God, who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufferer under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | John Aikin - 1806 - 346 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by : No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, } No cure for such, till God who makes them, heaU. These pieces, as I have before hinted, were little known or noticed, till the appearance of the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 316 páginas
...he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all be sees unheeded by : No wounds hike those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. And thou, snd sufferer under naraefess rfl, That yields not to the toncfh of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 330 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by : No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufferer under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 360 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by ; No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heal* . And thou, sad suff'rer under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 390 páginas
...the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by ; No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. And thou, sad sufTrer under nameless ill, That yields not to the touch of human skill, Improve the... | |
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And waft it to the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by : No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals. 
