Amidst the glimming shadows I spy the lady.
A beauty beyond all that the world has seen.
Her joyful smile thaws an unfeeling heart.
Why now I see her? Where has she been?
Her sparkling eyes are like no other.
They brighten the world like sweet sapphire.
Just to gaze upon them for all eternity,
Is the highest honour any could acquire.
Her graceful movements denouce the dancers.
Her perfect execution conquers the dance floor.
No courtsman nor king could stand an equal.
They look pathetic around the lady much more.
The lady stands alone in her solitude.
Will she not grant me her lace or her glove?
May it be that my presence she asks for.
Long wanted and desired has been her love.
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