...Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, — how exquisite the bliss ! — BUBNS Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. — GOLDSMITH *T is a little thing To give a cup of water; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained...

..."Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, 15 I give it with good will. "Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'cr my cell bestows. My rushy couch and frugal fare, My blessing and repose. 20 "No flocks that...

...Goldsmith's eloquent and humane poem, with the faith' that sometime, somewhere, the universe will sing: " No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by the Power that pities me I learn to pity them." CHAPTEE II MEMBEKS Name Almond, John Joseph " William...

...draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us. GEORGE ELIOT— MM mi the Floss. Bk. VII. Ch. I. 8 heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is GOLDSMITH — Hermit. St. 6. 7 La plaincte et la commiseration sent meslees a quelque estimation de...

...To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. "Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'cr my cell bestows ; My rushy couch and frugal fare, My blessing and repose. "No flocks that...

...their natural repugnance to man, and disporting in the joyousness of natural freedom. Edwin says well, 'Taught by that Power that ' pities me, I learn to pity them.' But Angelina — alongside in the aforesaid punt, with a worm wriggling at the end of a line, with a perch...

...thus obtained will form a poet's name : i. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory. 2. No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by the power that pities me, I learn to pity them. 3. Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers To deck her gay,...

...alone appreciates every creaturely nuance. As Oliver Goldsmith expresses the issue in "The Hermit": No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by the power that pities me, I learn to pity them. Yet without the least taint of shrillness, the Nobel...

...imprisoned animals instinctively realizing their doom. Silently I pondered the words of Goldsmith: "No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by the Power that pities me, I learn to pity them." THE JUST LAW OP COMPENSATION When animals have remained...

...gives the bird's song its true relish."58 In The Hermit: A Ballad (1766) we find the following lines: No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn; Taught by the Power that pities me, I learn to pity them.59 It was, however, in his The Citizen of the World...