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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRAHMS' GIPSY DANCE, NUMBER TWO, by BEULAH MAY
First Line: Half hesitant I turn the radio
Last Line: Of dusky wings, the tragic eyes of night!
Subject(s): Gypsies; Gipsies
First Line: Half hesitant I turn the radio
Last Line: Of dusky wings, the tragic eyes of night!
Subject(s): Gypsies; Gipsies
Half hesitant I turn the radio—
In from the night there comes the lusty shout
Of shepherds on a heath: I see a rout
Of Magyars dancing by an ash fire's glow
To violins and tambourines that go
Twanging in fast mazurkas: gypsies stout
Stamp to their pizicatto: legs fly out,
And fierce hearts pound through gaudy calico.
I turn the dial and the clamors cease—
How tranquil is my room: upon the shelves
The faded volumes whisper to themselves:
A kettle sings upon the hearth: at ease
My airedale muses. Yet I feel the flight
Of dusky wings, the tragic eyes of night!
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