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| OH! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light (fl) |
I.3-I.5 |
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| To Columbia's enraptur'd sight (fl) |
I.5-I.6 |
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| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
I.6-I.7 |
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| Upon the sea-girt rocky shore (fl) |
I.7-I.8 |
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| Let him who sighs in sadness here (fl) |
I.9 |
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| Columbia d' ye see's like a tough man of war (fl) |
I.10-I.11 |
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| Our bugles had sung, for the night-cloud had lower'd (fl) |
I.11-I.12 |
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| Where shall the lover rest (fl) |
I.13-I.14 |
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| Young love liv'd once in a humble shed (fl) |
I.14-I.15 |
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| How sweet are the flowers that grow by yon fountain (fl) |
I.15 |
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| My merry gentle people (fl) |
I.16-I.17 |
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| He is gone on the mountain (fl) |
I.17-I.18 |
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| Summer eve is gone and past (fl) |
I.18-I.19 |
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| O Lady, twine no wreath for me (fl) |
I.19-I.20 |
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| Ah say, Lovely Emma! a look can express it (fl) |
I.21 |
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| White sail caught the ev'ning ray, The (fl) |
I.21-I.22 |
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| By the side of a mountain o'ershadow'd with trees (fl) |
I.22-I.23 |
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| Oh! yonder is the well known spot (fl) |
I.23-I.24 |
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| When first I told my Rosa I lov'd (fl) |
I.24-I.25 |
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| As soon as I got married, a happy man to be (fl) |
I.25-I.27 |
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| When I rov'd, a young highlander, o'er the dark heath (fl) |
I.27-I.29 |
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| Merrily ev'ry bosom boundeth (fl) |
I.29-I.30 |
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| Deep in a vale a cottage stood (fl) |
I.31 |
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| Little Cupid one day o'er a myrtle bough stray'd (fl) |
I.32 |
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| And said I that my limbs were old (fl) |
I.32-I.33 |
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| Oh! Lady fair, where art thou roamimg (fl) |
I.33-I.34 |
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| Oh! stay sweet fair, till day is breaking (fl) |
I.34-I.35 |
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| Stranger! 'tis folly to check the fond tear (fl) |
I.36 |
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| Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses (fl) |
I.36-I.37 |
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| Hark! where martial music sounding far (fl) |
I.37-I.38 |
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| Soft as yon silver ray, that sleeps (fl) |
I.38 |
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| Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle (fl) |
I.39 |
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| I married a wife, "who cares" says I (fl) |
I.40-I.41 |
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| I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd (fl) |
I.41 |
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| Why does azure deck the sky (fl) |
I.42 |
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| Cheerful as the bird of May (fl) |
I.42-I.43 |
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| When time, who steals our years away (fl) |
I.43-I.44 |
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| If love, as they say, be the solace of youth (fl) |
I.44-I.45 |
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| When freshly blows the northern gale (fl) |
I.45-I.46 |
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| Faintly as tolls the ev'ning chime (fl) |
I.46-I.47 |
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| Scene was more beautiful far to my eye, The (fl) |
I.47-I.48 |
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| Let Fame sound the trumpet and cry to the war (fl) |
I.48 |
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| I wander'd once at break of day (fl) |
I.49 |
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| When Steerwell heard me first impart (fl) |
I.50-I.51 |
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| Friend of my Soul! this goblet sip (fl) |
I.51 |
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| To a shady retreat fair Eliza I trac'd (fl) |
I.52 |
2 |
| Tho' the muses ne'er smile by the light of the sun (fl) |
I.52-I.53 |
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| Come tell me blue ey'd stranger (fl) |
I.53 |
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| I met my Laddie late yestreen (fl) |
I.54 |
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| Flowers are fresh and bushes green (fl) |
I.54-I.55 |
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| Says Ella to her love, remember (fl) |
I.55 |
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| Love in thine eyes for ever plays (fl) |
I.56 |
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| Sun has gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond, The (fl) |
I.56-I.57 |
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| Oh fair rose the morning, the sun in mild splendour (fl) |
I.57-I.58 |
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| 'Twas at the town of nate Clogheen (fl) |
I.58-I.60 |
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| O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west (fl) |
I.61-I.63 |
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| Glasses sparkle on the board, The (fl) |
I.63-I.64 |
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| Fair Sally, once the village pride (fl) |
I.64-I.65 |
3 |
| In the downhill of life when I find I'm declining (fl) |
I.65-I.66 |
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| Deserted by the waning moon (fl) |
I.66-I.67 |
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| Let others breathe the melting sigh (fl) |
I.67 |
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| Begone, dull care (fl) |
I.68 |
2 |
| Drink to me only with thine eyes (fl) |
I.68-I.69 |
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| Away with melancholy (fl) |
I.69-I.70 |
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| Life let us cherish (fl) |
I.70-I.71 |
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| Alone to the banks of the dark rolling Danube (fl) |
I.71-I.72 |
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| Winds, whisper gently while she sleeps (fl) |
I.72-I.73 |
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| When shall we three meet again? (fl) |
I.73-I.74 |
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| Come, come, bonny lassie, cry'd Sandy, awa (fl) |
I.74-I.75 |
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| Love, my Mary, dwells with thee (fl) |
I.75 |
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| I have lov'd thee, dearly lov'd thee (fl) |
I.75-I.76 |
2 |
| I sing the Maid of Lodi (fl) |
I.76-I.77 |
3 |
| Just like love is yonder rose (fl) |
I.77 |
3 |
| Yon lovely maid, with golden hair (fl) |
I.78 |
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| Oh! Lady, why thus sadly gaze (fl) |
I.78-I.79 |
2 |
| Far retired from noise and smoke (fl) |
I.79-I.80 |
5 |
| Sweet is the ship that under sail (fl) |
I.80-I.82 |
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| Shadows of eve 'gan to steal o'er the plain, The (fl) |
I.82 |
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| Young Allan rode slowly across the green heath (fl) |
I.82-I.83 |
3 |
| Whether sailor or not, for a moment, avast! (fl) |
I.83-I.84 |
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| All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd (fl) |
I.85-I.86 |
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| Rose had been wash'd, just wash'd in a shower, The (fl) |
I.86-I.87 |
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| Said a smile to a tear (fl) |
I.87-I.88 |
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| Tear fell gently from her eye, The (fl) |
I.88 |
2 |
| Tho' far beyond the mountains that look so distant here (fl) |
I.89-I.90 |
5 |
| Hark! the goddess Diana calls out for the chase (fl) |
I.90 |
2 |
| How sweet in the woodlands, with fleet hound and horn (fl) |
I.90-I.91 |
2 |
| Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie (fl) |
I.91 |
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| From thee, Eliza, I must, go (fl) |
I.92 |
2 |
| Ah! why did I gather this delicate flower (fl) |
I.92-I.93 |
2 |
| When day has smiled a soft farewell (fl) |
I.93-I.94 |
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| Ah! sigh not for love, if you wish not to know (fl) |
I.94 |
3 |
| Sly Cupid one day made a little bit of blund'ring (fl) |
I.95-I.96 |
4 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
I.96-I.97 |
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| Turn those eyes on me, my love (fl) |
I.98 |
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| Soldier slumb'ring after war, The (fl) |
I.98-I.99 |
3 |
| When the midnight of absence the day scene pervading (fl) |
I.99-I.100 |
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| Blessing unknown to ambition and pride, A (fl) |
I.100 |
2 |
| Love, grieving, sat weaving (fl) |
I.101 |
2 |
| If not with you I'm blest (fl) |
I.101 |
2 |
| Wilt thou say farewell, love (fl) |
I.102 |
3 |
| I cannot say farewell, love (fl) |
I.102-I.103 |
3 |
| She walks in beauty, like the night (fl) |
I.103-I.104 |
3 |
| Say, shall the minstrel's artless theme (fl) |
I.104 |
3 |
| By the side of a willow, weeping (fl) |
I.105 |
2 |
| Ye banks and braes, and streams around (fl) |
I.105-I.106 |
4 |
| Twins of Latona, so kind to my boon, The (fl) |
I.106-I.107 |
2 |
| Bright Chanticleer proclaims the dawn (fl) |
I.107-I.108 |
3 |
| While dreaming night soothes other eyes with rest (fl) |
I.108-I.109 |
3 |
| Does the harp of Rosa slumber (fl) |
I.109-I.110 |
3 |
| There's a bower of roses, by Bendemeer's stream (fl) |
I.110-I.111 |
2 |
| Fly to the desert, fly with me (fl) |
I.111 |
2 |
| From life without freedom, Oh! who would not fly? (fl) |
I.112 |
2 |
| Here's the bow'r she lov'd so much (fl) |
I.112-I.13 |
2 |
| Ye banks and braes of bonie Doon [sic] (fl) |
I.113 |
2 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer! (fl) |
I.114-I.116 |
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| Go where glory waits thee (fl) |
II.3-II.4 |
3 |
| Remember the glories of Brien the brave (fl) |
II.4-II.5 |
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| Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes (fl) |
II.6 |
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| Harp that once though Tara's halls, The (fl) |
II.6-II.7 |
2 |
| Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade (fl) |
II.7 |
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| When he who adores thee, has left behind but the name (fl) |
II.8 |
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| Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour (fl) |
II.8-II.9 |
2 |
| Oh! think not my spirits are always as light (fl) |
II.9-II.10 |
2 |
| Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see (fl) |
II.11 |
3 |
| Rich and rare were the gems she wore (fl) |
II.12-II.13 |
4 |
| As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow (fl) |
II.13 |
3 |
| There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet (fl) |
II.14 |
4 |
| [Oh, haste and leave this sacred isle] (fl) |
II.15 |
3 |
| Take back the virgin page (fl) |
II.16-II.17 |
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| How dear to me the hour when day-light dies (fl) |
II.17 |
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| When in death I shall calm recline (fl) |
II.18 |
3 |
| How oft has the Benshee cried (fl) |
II.19-II.20 |
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| We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast (fl) |
II.20-II.21 |
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| Oh, weep for the hour (fl) |
II.21-II.22 |
2 |
| Let Erin remember the days of old (fl) |
II.22-II.24 |
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| Silent, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water (fl) |
II.24-II.25 |
2 |
| Come send round the wine, and leave points of belief (fl) |
II.25-II.26 |
2 |
| Sublime was the warning which liberty spoke (fl) |
II.26-II.27 |
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| Believe me, if all those endearing young charms (fl) |
II.27-II.28 |
2 |
| Like the bright lamp that lay in Kildare's shrine (fl) |
II.28-II.29 |
3 |
| Drink to her, who long (fl) |
II.29-II.30 |
3 |
| Oh! blame not the bard if he fly to the bow'rs (fl) |
II.31-II.32 |
4 |
| While gazing on the moon's light (fl) |
II.33-II.34 |
2 |
| When day-light was yet sleeping under the billow (fl) |
II.34-II.35 |
3 |
| By the hope within us springing (fl) |
II.36-II.37 |
2 |
| Night clos'd around the conqueror's way (fl) |
II.37 |
2 |
| Oh! 'tis sweet to think, that where e'er we rove (fl) |
II.38-II.39 |
2 |
| Through grief and through danger, thy smile hath cheer'd my way (fl) |
II.39-II.40 |
3 |
| When through life unblest we rove (fl) |
II.40-II.41 |
3 |
| It is not the tear at this moment shed (fl) |
II.41-II.42 |
2 |
| 'Tis believ'd that this Harp which I now wake for thee (fl) |
II.42-II.43 |
4 |
| Oh! the days are gone, when beauty bright (fl) |
II.43-II.44 |
3 |
| Though dark are our sorrows, to-day we'll forget them (fl) |
II.45-II.46 |
3 |
| Weep on, weep on, your hour is past (fl) |
II.46-II.47 |
3 |
| Lesbia hath a beaming eye (fl) |
II.47-II.49 |
3 |
| I saw thy form in youthful prime (fl) |
II.49-II.50 |
3 |
| She is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps (fl) |
II.50 |
4 |
| By that lake, whose gloomy shore (fl) |
II.51-II.52 |
5 |
| Nay, tell me not, dear! that the goblet drowns (fl) |
II.52-II.53 |
2 |
| Avenging and bright fell the swift sword of Erin (fl) |
II.54-II.55 |
4 |
| What the bee is to the flow'ret (fl) |
II.56-II.57 |
5 |
| Here we dwell in holiest bowers (fl) |
II.57-II.58 |
3 |
| This life is all chequered with pleasures and woes (fl) |
II.58-II.59 |
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| Through Erin's Isle (fl) |
II.59-II.60 |
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| At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly (fl) |
II.60-II.61 |
2 |
| 'Tis the last rose of summer (fl) |
II.61-II.62 |
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| One bumper at parting...though many (fl) |
II.62-II.63 |
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| Young May moon is beaming, love, The (fl) |
II.64 |
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| Minstrel-boy to the war is gone, The (fl) |
II.64-II.65 |
2 |
| Valley lay smiling before me, The (fl) |
II.65-II.67 |
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| Oh! we had some bright little isle of our own (fl) |
II.67-II.68 |
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| Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour (fl) |
II.68-II.69 |
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| Oh! doubt me not...the season (fl) |
II.69-II.70 |
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| You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride (fl) |
II.70-II.71 |
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| I'd mourn the hopes that leave me (fl) |
II.71-II.72 |
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| Come o'er the sea (fl) |
II.73-II.74 |
4 |
| Has sorrow thy young days shaded (fl) |
II.74-II.75 |
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| No, not more welcome the fairy numbers (fl) |
II.76 |
2 |
| When first I met thee, warm and young (fl) |
II.76-II.78 |
4 |
| While History's Muse the memorial was keeping (fl) |
II.78-II.79 |
3 |
| Time I've lost in wooing, The (fl) |
II.79-II.80 |
3 |
| Oh! where's the slave so lowly (fl) |
II.81 |
2 |
| Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer (fl) |
II.82 |
3 |
| 'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking (fl) |
II.82-II.83 |
3 |
| I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining (fl) |
II.84 |
4 |
| Fill the bumper fair! (fl) |
II.85-II.86 |
5 |
| Dear Harp of my country! in darkness I found thee (fl) |
II.87-II.88 |
2 |
| Chieftain to the highlands bound, A (fl) |
II.89-II.91 |
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| Too late I staid, forgive the crime (fl) |
II.91-II.92 |
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