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‘TURN, gentle hermit of the dale, / And guide my lonely way, / To where yon taper cheers the vale / With hospitable ray.
‘For here, forlorn and lost I tread, / With fainting steps and slow; / Where wilds immeasurably spread, / Seem length'ning as I go.'