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Show Forbidden Guest. Th following; varae from it rcecnt pom .n "Our Chrlatmiss QumU" dlsoloiix u delicate little hint: Como from that darkened corner! You'ri the Imp who In my ear for thirty ypnra has whUpered, with fvieilsh lip of fur. 'I hat th thing to Ret waa monay, the KtulY that man moat prise; Don't think I'm loncer ullndad by the glamor of your Ufa. Kor you'rti n-lality llor, and the ttilnir to ki'op la health. And It linn u value Kreater than alt your lmnstrd i calth : And another rns la honor, and Home m5re are truth and riajht; I can hardly lrar your praano amongst my Biwta to-utftht. |