ಈ ಪುಟವನ್ನು ಪರಿಶೀಲಿಸಲಾಗಿಲ್ಲ.

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This lyre of an elder language hath me stirred To tempt thy thrill, o equivocal bird ! Whatever note in this is true, 'tis thine, And, Omar, mine wherever I have slurred