...*a wan. of iliiciplinc in th< ttniversiti« THE TASK. BOOK II. THE TIME-PIECE. O FOR a lodge in si^e vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade,...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' J. There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...way in the beloved shades of my nativity, I should be happy. Or I may exclaim with Cowper; . " O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity...successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is paiu'd, Mv/soul is sick, with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is lill'd....

...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with ev'ry days report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd....man's obdurate heart; It does not feel for man. The cat'ral bond Of brotherhood is sevei'd, as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of. fire. He finds...

...COWFER. SECTION XI. Indignant sentiments on National prejudices and hatred ; and on Slavery. OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity...successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is paia'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong anil outrage with which earth is fill'd. There...

...should rather say, if I were once disengaged from the duties which bind me to my profession, " Oh ! for a lodge in some vast wilderness, " Some boundless...unsuccessful or successful war, " Might never reach me more !'' To conclude — If you think my Clients, or any of them, guilty, you are bound to convict them...

...should rather say, if I were once disengaged from the duties which bind me to my profession, " Oh! for a lodge in some vast wilderness, " Some boundless...or successful war, " Might never reach me more!'' To conclude—If you think my Clients, or any of them, guilty, you are bound to convict them; but,...

...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 contiguity...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. There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...could have exelaimed with all the sincerity, and with all the weariness too, of the poet: — " Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more !" But, perhaps fortunately for my understanding, if not for my life, I was not suffered to take refuge...

...soon to fall. CHAPTER CXLIII. PEA..>: ASD BENEVOLE.VCt:. WH, tor a lodge in some vast wilderness tfome boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression...Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul i» sick, with every day s report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill d,r T here is no flebh...

...were not stained," RESISTLESS APPEAL TO THE HUMAN HEART. OH, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Seme boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression...successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is paiu'd* My soul is sick with ev'ry day's report • ; Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd....