Dance to Night

 

1       In the grace of night, I your hand took,

2       And placed its subjects in mine own

3                   To stir when I in your aspect look:

4                   That look to only lovers known.

5       And looking so,

6       I saw in yours a so brilliant hue:

7       Those eyes of  ‘compassed maiden’s milk

8                   And dark honest marble centered true,

9                   Neath lashes of soft heaven’s silk.

 

10     Your waist endured my agile hands,

11     Which together conquered nervous fright,

12                 In concert performed a beloved dance

13                 And moved to the tune of night.

14     To peck, to trow,

15     The music ceased, and with it swayed

16     Our aspects towards the either:

17                 To find in lips, that love unbayed’,

18                 Which unease beguiled neither.