PLEASURE
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PLEASURE
'Twas a calm, still night and the big full moon Looked down with smile serene; And his watchful eye observed all things, And he called it a curious scene. All agreed 'twas a fine night for the dance,— We all were so light-hearted; Light-headed? No! but we wished to go And dance, so off we started.
The night was fair and the watchful moon Shone almost bright as day; So Jack, he harnessed the old white mare And hitched her to the sleigh. The old horse clipped a lively time Over the snow so cold, Like a frisky colt,—though the old horse Was twenty-five years old.
Oh, the pure delight of that moon-lit drive As we dashed the plains across,—And chung, chung, chung, went the merry bells, The while the old white horse
