The Belle of the Ball
-William Mackworth Praed

I saw her at a county ball;
There when the sound of flute and fiddle
Gave signal sweet in that old hall,
Of hands across and down the middle,
Her s was the subtlest spell by far
Of all that sets young hearts romancing;
She was the queen, our rose, our star;
And when she danced—Oh, heaven, her dancing!



-Irina

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