Poems (Becker)/In the Ball-Room
IN THE BALL-ROOM.
"Das ist ein Klingen und Dröhnen
Von Pauken und Schalmeien;
Dazwischen schluchzen und stöhnen
Die guten Engelein."
Von Pauken und Schalmeien;
Dazwischen schluchzen und stöhnen
Die guten Engelein."
I WATCH thee float in the silvery waltz,
Mark the rhythm of foot-fall fleet;
And round and about thee rises and falls
The throb of the music sweet.
Mark the rhythm of foot-fall fleet;
And round and about thee rises and falls
The throb of the music sweet.
And were it my arm about thee,
My soul would be lost in the prayer—
That we might float on and forever,
To wild music sounding fair.
My soul would be lost in the prayer—
That we might float on and forever,
To wild music sounding fair.
And while my senses are reeling,
Still following thine airy tread,
Through the music that winds about thee
Thrills a sob and a thought of the dead.
Still following thine airy tread,
Through the music that winds about thee
Thrills a sob and a thought of the dead.