GRATIANA DANCING
by: Richard Lovelace (1618-1658)
- HE beat
the happy pavèment--
- By such a star made firmament,
- Which now no more the roof envìes!
- But swells up high, with Atlas even,
- Bearing the brighter nobler heaven,
- And, in her, all the deities.
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- Each step trod out a Lover's thought,
- And the ambitious hopes he brought
- Chain'd to her brave feet with such arts,
- Such sweet command and gentle awe,
- As, when she ceased, we sighing saw
- The floor lay paved with broken hearts.
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