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 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
THE DANCERS
ON A PICTURE ENTITLED “SUMMER,” BY T. W. DEWING
Behold these maidens in a rowAgainst the birches' freshening green;
Their lines like music sway and flow;
They move before the emerald screen
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On woven cloths, in moony glow—
Gracious, and graceful, and serene.
They hear the harp; its lovely tones
Each maiden in each motion owns,
As if she were a living note
Which from that curvèd harp doth float.
| The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder | |