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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How a Little Girl Danced</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">DEDICATED TO LUCY BATES</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Being a reminiscence of certain private theatricals.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Oh, cabaret dancer, I know a dancer,<br>Whose eyes have not looked on the feasts that are vain.<br>I know a dancer, I know a dancer,<br>Whose soul has no bond with the beasts of the plain:<br>Judith the dancer, Judith the dancer,<br>With foot like the snow, and with step like the rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, thrice-painted dancer, vaudeville dancer,<br>Sad in your spangles, with soul all astrain,<br>I know a dancer, I know a dancer,<br>Whose laughter and weeping are spiritual gain,<br>A pure-hearted, high-hearted maiden evangel, <br>With strength the dark cynical earth to disdain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flowers of bright Broadway, you of the chorus,<br>Who sing in the hope of forgetting your pain:<br>I turn to a sister of Sainted Cecilia,<br>A white bird escaping the earth's tangled skein:—<br>The music of God is her innermost brooding,<br>The whispering angels her footsteps sustain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, proud Russian dancer: praise for your dancing.<br>No clean human passion my rhyme would arraign.<br>You dance for Apollo with noble devotion,<br>A high cleansing revel to make the heart sane.<br>But Judith the dancer prays to a spirit<br>More white than Apollo and all of his train.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know a dancer who finds the true Godhead,<br>Who bends o'er a brazier in Heaven's clear plain.<br>I know a dancer, I know a dancer,<br>Who lifts us toward peace, from this earth that is vain:<br>Judith the dancer, Judith the dancer,<br>With foot like the snow, and with step like the rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</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=532683" data-title="How a Little Girl Danced de Vachel Lindsay" data-description="DEDICATED TO LUCY BATES (Being a reminiscence of certain private theatricals.) Oh, cabaret dancer, I know a dancer, Whose eyes have not looked on the feasts that are vain. I know a dancer, I know a dancer, Whose soul has no bond with the beasts..."></div> </div> </div>
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