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Amy Levy - A Wall Flower
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I lounge in the doorway and languish in vain
While Tom, Dick and Harry are dancing with Jane


My spirit rises to the music`s beat;
There is a leaden fiend lurks in my feet!
To move unto your motion, Love, were sweet.

Somewhere, I think, some other where, not here,
In other ages, on another sphere,
I danced with you, and you with me, my dear.

In perfect motion did our bodies sway,
To perfect music that was heard alway;
Woe`s me, that am so dull of foot to-day!

To move unto your motion, Love, were sweet;
My spirit rises to the music`s beat—
But, ah, the leaden demon in my feet!
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