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 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, * But with a hope.  The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th] - Pagina 290 1817 Volledige weergave -
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