She sees her image in the glass,—
  How fair a thing to gaze upon!
  She lingers while the moments run,
With happy thoughts that come and pass,

Like winds across the meadow grass
  When the young June is just begun:
She sees her image in the...

The Midges dance aboon the burn;
  The dews begin to fa’;
The pairtricks down the rushy holm
  Set up their e’ening ca’.
Now loud and clear the blackbird’s sang
  Rings through the briery shaw,
While, flitting gay, the swallows play
  ...

[Published soon after the surrender of Cornwallis]

CORNWALLIS led a country dance,
  The like was never seen, sir,
Much retrograde and much advance,
  And all with General Greene, sir.

They rambled up and rambled down,
  Joined hands, then off...

Poet: Anonymous

I cannot dance upon my Toes —

No Man instructed me —

But oftentimes, among my mind,

A Glee possesseth me,


That had I Ballet knowledge —

Would put itself abroad

In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe —...

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