<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477909" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Valse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When to sweet music my lady is dancing<br>My heart to mild frenzy her beauty inspires.<br>Into my face are her brown eyes a-glancing,<br>And swift my whole frame thrills with tremulous fires.<br>Dance, lady, dance, for the moments are fleeting,<br>Pause not to place yon refractory curl;<br>Life is for love and the night is for sweeting;<br>Dreamily, joyously, circle and whirl.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, how those viols are throbbing and pleading;<br>A prayer is scarce needed in sound of their strain.<br>Surely and lightly as round you are speeding,<br>You turn to confusion my heart and my brain.<br>Dance, lady, dance to the viol's soft calling,<br>Skip it and trip it as light as the air;<br>Dance, for the moments like rose leaves are falling,<br>Strikes, now, the clock from its place on the stair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now sinks the melody lower and lower,<br>The weary musicians scarce seeming to play.<br>Ah, love, your steps now are slower and slower,<br>The smile on your face is more sad and less gay.<br>Dance, lady, dance to the brink of our parting,<br>My heart and your step must not fail to be light.<br>Dance! Just a turn--tho' the tear-drop be starting.<br>Ah--now it is done--so--my lady, good-night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477909" data-title="The Valse de Paul Laurence Dunbar" data-description="When to sweet music my lady is dancing My heart to mild frenzy her beauty inspires. Into my face are her brown eyes a-glancing, And swift my whole frame thrills with tremulous fires. Dance, lady, dance, for the moments are fleeting, Pause not to p..."></div> </div> </div>

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