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.