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XXX.
THE DANCE.
The lamps in yonder hall glow grandly bright,And music 'liveneth the midnight air,
And white-robed forms, than seraphs' scarce less fair,
Whirl fast and graceful 'twixt me and the light.
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As through my half-closed curtains forth I gaze,
To watch the sportive thread the giddy maze,
And smile in sympathy with their delight.
Delicious hour!—enchantment rules the night;
The outside world is herein all forgot,—
Here is their world, and pleasure all its lot,
And images of ill have taken flight.
Took flight?—ah, no,—they only wait outside,
To join them in the coach, as home they ride.
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