a ballad.
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The glow-worm is waiting to light thee home,
And all is ready below!"
And all is ready below!"
The Lady is gone with her spectre spouse,
Tho' she had fain denied,
The grave is a sad and a dreary house
For a gay and blooming bride!
Tho' she had fain denied,
The grave is a sad and a dreary house
For a gay and blooming bride!
The mist is fled, and the tapers are bright,
And all is as before;
But each dancer's heart is frozen with fright,
And the joy of the ball is o'er!
And all is as before;
But each dancer's heart is frozen with fright,
And the joy of the ball is o'er!
