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My father, my father, and dost thou not hearThe words that the Erl-King now breathes in mine ear?'Be calm, dearest child, 'tis thy fancy deceives;Tis the sad wind that sighs through the withering leaves.
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Works of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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