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Carol No. 3
Bring me to the fire—
Kindle our desire.
For a while, the sun was out,
In those days, we'd laugh and shout,
As the sky did wind about;
Bring me to the fire.
In the spring, did grow the sprout
Of the tree. Our love...
Kindle our desire.
For a while, the sun was out,
In those days, we'd laugh and shout,
As the sky did wind about;
Bring me to the fire.
In the spring, did grow the sprout
Of the tree. Our love...
