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" To each his sufferings : — all are men, Condemned alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would... "
A Great Emergency: And Other Tales - 282. oldal
szerző: Juliana Horatia Ewing - 1877 - 300 oldal
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The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., 64. kötet

English poets - 1790 - 372 oldal
...numbs the foul with icy hand, And flow-confuming Age. To each his fufferings; all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own, * — Madnefs laughing in his ireful mood. DRYDEN'S FABLE of PALAMON and ARCJTZ. VOL. LXIV. O Yet Yet...

The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces ..., 7. kötet

Great Britain - 1804 - 508 oldal
...foul with icy hand, And flow-confuming Age. To each his fufferings : all are men, ConilemnM .iliUe to groan ; The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why fhould they know their fate ! Since Sorrow never comes too late, And Happiueis too fwiftly...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including ..., 14. kötet

Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 oldal
...numbs the soul with icy hand, And sjow-cousuming Age. To each bis sufferings : all are men, Condemn °d alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ! Siuce sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly...

Readings on Poetry

Richard Lovell Edgeworth, Maria Edgeworth - 1816 - 262 oldal
...immediately depends. With icy hand.— Poverty is represented as numbing the faculties like frost. " To each his sufferings : all are men, Condemned alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fete ? Since sorrow never comes too...

Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ...

Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 oldal
...soul with iey band , And slow-consuming Age. • a To each bis suif 'rings ; all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan, The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah I why should they know their fete ? Since Sorrow never conies too late, And Happiness too swiftly...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 87. kötet

1821 - 614 oldal
...one brings much to awaken solemn reflection in every thinking mind and feeling heart ; To each their sufferings, all are men Condemned alike to groan, The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for their own. Even the most favoured do not find every succeeding year add to the stock of domestic bliss...

The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of ..., 8. kötet

1821 - 614 oldal
...one brings much to awaken solemn reflection in every thinking mind and feeling heart ; To each their sufferings, all are men Condemned alike to groan, The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for their own. Even the most favoured do not find every succeeding year add to the stock of domestic bliss...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 87. kötet

1821 - 612 oldal
...much to awaken solemn reflection in every thinking mind and feeling heart ; To each their suffering«, all are men Condemned alike to groan, The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for their own. Even the most favoured do not find every succeeding year add to the stock of domestic bliss...

Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., 8. kötet

John Aikin - 1821 - 358 oldal
...numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly...

The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, 29. kötet

Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 oldal
...numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings : all are men, Condemn'd alike. to groan ; The tender for another's pain, The' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate, Since Sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly...




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