The Parlor Muse: A Selection of Vers de Société, from Modern Poets (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt from The Parlor Muse: A Selection of Vers De Société, From Modern Poets

Gave signal sweet, in that old hall, Of hands across and down the middle, Hers was the subtlest spell by far Of all that set young hearts romancing She was our queen, our rose, our star; And then she danced - O Heaven, her danc ing!

Dark was her hair, her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely tender Her eyes were full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender! Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows.

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