Wonder-Bound
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Joseph Skipsey
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THEY'D told me he was hoar and old,
They'd told me he was weak and worn,
And wonder-bound did I behold
Him merry as a summer morn.
Bound, wonder-bound; but when I found
Thine eyes upon his eyes had beam'd,
I only had been wonder-bound
Had he to me less merry seem'd.
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