ONCE while I sat and watched the stage
Dull as a desert wanting her,
And wondered at the latest page
Of my life’s legend written fair,
Just for a moment at the wing
She came, and paused a moment there
A rare fantastic, gracious thing,
All gold and sable in the glare
Of flaring gas and, as I thought,
Sent just the swiftest second’s glance
To where I sat and sighed, and sought
To wed the measure of her dance
To my heart’s music beating fast
A second’s pause of perfect grace,
And then, alas ! the vision passed.
But to my eager eyes her face
Burned on the air, and in my ears
A thousand voices cried her name,
And, while my heart o’erflowed with tears,
I rose, returning whence I came !
(Justin H. McCarthy)
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