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 Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies 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...  Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ... - الصفحة 45 بواسطة John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 352 عرض كامل -
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