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The Old Dream Comes Again To Me

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The old dream comes again to me:
With May-night stars above,
We two sat under the linden-tree
And swore eternal love.

Again and again we plighted troth,
We chattered, and laughed, and kissed;
To make me well remember my oath
You gave me a bite on the wrist.
O darling with the eyes serene,
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Terry Craddock 22 December 2016
'You gave me a bite on the wrist.' adds a whole new twist to bitten by love.
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Terry Craddock 22 December 2016
'To make me well remember my oath You gave me a bite on the wrist.' Interesting, bitten by love or she just wanted to keep a piece of him?
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