Dreams of the ball! Golden visions of splendor, Fair as the rarest fancy inspires; Beauty and all Wealth and fashion can lend, or Youth can bestow, light love's worshipful fires. Round with the waltz, In a glory of pleasure, Light-hearted dancers glide gleefully by, Till music exalts Life's pace to the measure And sorrow is lost in a satisfied sigh. Music that sings In its subtle emotion Till the very sphere swings to its rhythmical tone, And the spirit clings To its wings with devotion, Lest the song shall depart to its heaven—alone! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SMALLISH SON by HAYDEN CARRUTH TWO SONNETS: 2 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |