ADDITIONS.
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he Dedication, To Ianthe.Stanza xxvii. "More blest the life of godly Eremite,"--Stanza lxxvii. "The city won for Allah from the Giaour,"--Stanza lxxviii. "Yet mark their mirth, ere Lenten days begin,"--Stanza lxxix. "And whose more rife with merriment than thine,"--Stanza lxxx. "Loud was the lightsome tumult on the shore,"--Stanza lxxxi. "Glanced many a light Caique along the foam,"--Stanza lxxxii. "But, midst the throng' in merry masquerade,"--Stanza lxxxiii. "This must he feel, the true-born son of Greece,"--Stanza lxxxix. "The Sun, the soil--but not the slave, the same,"--Stanza xc. "The flying Mede, his shaftless broken bow,"--
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