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" I dressed as the noble dress, In cloth of silver and gold, With silk, and satin, and costly furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart... "
The Gipsies: Being a Brief Account of Their History, Origin, Capabilities ... - Seite 81
von Henry Woodcock - 1865 - 178 Seiten
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Band 27

1847 - 464 Seiten
...OMNIBUS. (A Tale of the Present Dag.) BY ELIZABETH VOUAT T. " The wounds I might have heal'd I The hnman sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul...But evil is wrought by want of thought As well as want of heart." THOMAS HOOD. "Paddington! Paddington! Oxford-street!" exclaimed toe stentorian voice...
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Prose and Verse, Band 1

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 Seiten
...furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow...But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fer" '.lit hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter,...
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Prose and Verse, Bände 1-2

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 Seiten
...furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow...But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fervent hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter,...
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Poems, Band 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 Seiten
...furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. " The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow...But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her fer" .M hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter,...
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Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 308 Seiten
...furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow...But evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of Heart !' She clasped her fervent hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large and hitter, and...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1846 - 780 Seiten
...limbs That froze with winter's cold. " ' The wounds I might hare heal'd I The human sorrow and smart I And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by leant of thought, As well as want of heart !' ' Listen to the champion of the poor again, when he paints...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Band 8

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1846 - 620 Seiten
...winter's cold. • " The wounds I might have heal'd ! The human sorrow «ml smart! And yet it was never in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is icrotivlit by irnnt of thought, Jls weil as want of heart !' " Listen to the champion of the poor again,...
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The English Presbyterian Messenger

1860 - 1246 Seiten
...as plainly then As when I passed it by. Woe, woe, for me, if the past should be Thus present when 1 die. " The wounds I might have healed, The human sorrow,...and smart, And yet it never was in my soul To play во ill a part. But reil i» vrau¡Kt by aunt Al uell at «ranf of heart." NEW ZEALAND. WE lately...
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Prose and Verse

Thomas Hood - 1849 - 430 Seiten
...furs, In many an ample fold ; But I never remembered the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part...But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart !" She clasped her ferv;at hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter,...
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Spring flowers gathered for young florists, by S.P.

Spring flowers, S. P. - 1849 - 178 Seiten
...ample fold ; But I never remember'd the naked limbs That froze with winter's cold. And yet it was never in my soul, To play so ill a part ; But evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart ! She clasp'd her fervent hands, And the tears began to stream ; Large, and bitter, and...
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