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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 will. "
The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith - الصفحة 59
بواسطة Oliver Goldsmith - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 161
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