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Valentine Verses

or, Lines of Truth, Love, and Virtue. By the Reverend Richard Cobbold
 
 

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THE DANCING-MASTER'S BALL.
 
 
 
 


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THE DANCING-MASTER'S BALL.

How prettily foot it, the innocent throng,
O lightly and brisk as the stream,
Which flowing successfully murmurs along,
Like the visions of night's pleasing dream.
O childhood! how happily passes the day,
In innocent frolic delight;
Your troubles are trifles, your sorrows ne'er stay,
They are past as a watch in the night.
Thou dear little throng! O I long to express,
How tenderly fluttered my heart;
I long'd to applaud, or to give my caress,
For so prettily dancing your part.
Go on little children, through life dance as well,
May your visions of happiness come;
May your Master be pleased, and your holidays tell,
That your hearts are contented at home.