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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577060" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lonely Dancer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had no heart to join the dance,<br>I danced it all so long ago-<br>Ah! light-winged music out of France,<br>Let other feet glide to and fro,<br>Weaving new patterns of romance<br>For bosoms of new-fallen snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But leave me thus where I may hear<br>The leafy rustle of the waltz,<br>The shell-like murmur in my ear,<br>The silken whisper fairy-false<br>Of unseen rainbows circling near,<br>And the glad shuddering of the walls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another dance the dancers spin,<br>A shadow-dance of mystic pain,<br>And other partners enter in<br>And dance within my lonely brain-<br>The swaying woodland shod in green,<br>The ghostly dancers of the rain;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lonely dancers of the sea,<br>Foam-footed on the sandy bar,<br>The wizard dance of wind and tree,<br>The eddying dance of stream and star;<br>Yea, all these dancers tread for me<br>A measure mournful and bizarre:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An echo-dance where ear is eye,<br>And sound evokes the shapes of things,<br>Where out of silence and a sigh<br>The sad world like a picture springs,<br>As, when some secret bird sweeps by,<br>We see it in the sound of wings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those human feet upon the floor,<br>That eager pulse of rhythmic breath,-<br>How sadly to an unknown shore<br>Each silver footfall hurryeth;<br>A dance of autumn leaves, no more,<br>On the fantastic wind of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fire clasped to elemental fire,<br>'Tis thus the solar atom whirls;<br>The butterfly in aery gyre,<br>On autumn mornings, swarms and swirls,<br>In dance of delicate desire,<br>No other than these boys and girls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The same strange music everywhere,<br>The woven paces just the same,<br>Dancing from out the viewless air<br>Into the void from whence they came;<br>Ah! but they make a gallant flare<br>Against the dark, each little flame!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And what if all the meaning lies<br>Just in the music, not in those<br>Who dance thus with transfigured eyes,<br>Holding in vain each other close;<br>Only the music never dies,<br>The dance goes on,-the dancer goes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A woman dancing, or a world<br>Poised on one crystal foot afar,<br>In shining gulfs of silence whirled,<br>Like notes of the strange music are;<br>Small shape against another curled,<br>Or dancing dust that makes a star.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To him who plays the violin<br>All one it is who joins the reel,<br>Drops from the dance, or enters in;<br>So that the never-ending wheel<br>Cease not its mystic course to spin,<br>For weal or woe, for woe or weal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Le+Gallienne">Richard Le Gallienne</a><div class=q>
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I danced it all so long ago-
Ah! light-winged music out of France,
Let other feet glide to and fro,
Weaving new patterns of romance
For bosoms of new-fallen snow.

But leave me thus where I may hear
The leafy rust..."></div>
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