“He ceased; but still their trembling ears retained
The deep vibrations of his witching song.”

—  James Thomson (poet), The Castle of Indolence

Canto I, Stanza 20.
The Castle of Indolence (1748)

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Scottish writer (1700-1748) 1700–1748

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