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I dreamt it last night that my true love came in, So softly he entered, his feet made no din;

He came close beside me, and this he did say ‘It will not be long love, love, till our wedding day.’

Based on ‘She Moved Through the Fair’

– Padraic Colum

The last and best Cure of Love Melancholy is, to let them have their Desire.

Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy