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The Dance.
Met we in the festal hall,
Met—our feelings blended!
Love alone shall lead the ball,
Truth alone shall end it.
Met—our feelings blended!
Love alone shall lead the ball,
Truth alone shall end it.
Wakes an air, and here and there,
Soon the dance we tread, when
Ladies bright admire the knight,
Gallant knights the maiden.
Soon the dance we tread, when
Ladies bright admire the knight,
Gallant knights the maiden.
Here and there, an envied pair
Mid the bright we shimmer;
Cheer right rare responds to cheer,
Brimmer clinks with brimmer.
Mid the bright we shimmer;
Cheer right rare responds to cheer,
Brimmer clinks with brimmer.
Dance we still, and dance we till
On our vision waneth
Every light that gilds the night,
And love in triumph reigneth.
On our vision waneth
Every light that gilds the night,
And love in triumph reigneth.
Praised by all we left the hall,
But, within us ever,
Rapture's self still lead a ball
Peace should end—ah! never.
But, within us ever,
Rapture's self still lead a ball
Peace should end—ah! never.
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