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George Gordon Lord Byron

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Muse of the many twinkling feet whose charms	A
Are now extended up from legs to arms	A
Terpsichore too long misdeemed a maid	B
Reproachful term bestowed but to upbraid	B
Henceforth in all the bronze of brightness shine	C
The least a Vestal of the Virgin Nine	C
Far be from thee and thine the name of Prude	D
Mocked yet triumphant sneered at unsubdued	D
Thy legs must move to conquer as they fly	E
If but thy coats are reasonably high	E
Thy breast if bare enough requires no shield	D
Dance forth sans armour thou shalt take the field	D
And own impregnable to most assaults	F
Thy not too lawfully begotten Waltz	F
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Hail nimble Nymph to whom the young hussar	G
The whiskered votary of Waltz and War	H
His night devotes despite of spur and boots	I
A sight unmatched since Orpheus and his brutes	I
Hail spirit stirring Waltz beneath whose banners	I
A modern hero fought for modish manners	I
On Hounslow's heath to rival Wellesley's fame	J
Cocked fired and missed his man but gained his aim	J
Hail moving muse to whom the fair one's breast	D
Gives all it can and bids us take the rest	D
Oh for the flow of Busby or of Fitz	I
The latter's loyalty the former's wits	I
To energise the object I pursue	I
And give both Belial and his Dance their due	I
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Imperial Waltz imported from the Rhine	C
Famed for the growth of pedigrees and wine	C
Long be thine import from all duty free	K
And Hock itself be less esteemed than thee	K
In some few qualities alike for Hock	L
Improves our cellar thou our living stock	L
The head to Hock belongs thy subtler art	D
Intoxicates alone the heedless heart	D
Through the full veins thy gentler poison swims	I
And wakes to Wantonness the willing limbs	I
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Oh Germany how much to thee we owe	M
As heaven born Pitt can testify below	M
Ere cursed Confederation made thee France's	I
And only left us thy d d debts and dances	I
Of subsidies and Hanover bereft	D
We bless thee still George the Third is left	D
Of kings the best and last not least in worth	N
For graciously begetting George the Fourth	O
To Germany and Highnesses serene	P
Who owe us millions don't we owe the Queen	P
To Germany what owe we not besides	I
So oft bestowing Brunswickers and brides	I
Who paid for vulgar with her royal blood	D
Drawn from the stem of each Teutonic stud	D
Who sent us so be pardoned all her faults	I
A dozen dukes some kings a Queen and Waltz	I
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But peace to her her Emperor and Diet	D
Though now transferred to Buonapart egrave 's fiat	D
Back to my theme O muse of Motion say	I
How first to Albion found thy Waltz her way	I
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Borne on the breath of Hyperborean gales	I
From Hamburg's port while Hamburg yet had mails	I
Ere yet unlucky Fame compelled to creep	Q
To snowy Gottenburg was chilled to sleep	Q
Or starting from her slumbers deigned arise	I
Heligoland to stock thy mart with lies	I
While unburnt Moscow yet had news to send	D
Nor owed her fiery Exit to a friend	D
She came Waltz came and with her certain sets	I
Of true despatches and as true Gazettes	I
Then flamed of Austerlitz the blest despatch	R
Which Moniteur nor Morning Post can match	R
And almost crushed beneath the glorious news	I
Ten plays and forty tales of Kotzebue's	I
One envoy's letters six composer's airs	I
And loads from Frankfort and from Leipsic fairs	I
Meiners' four volumes upon Womankind	D
Like Lapland witches to ensure a wind	D
Brunck's heaviest tome for ballast and to back it	D
Of Heyn egrave such as should not sink the packet	D
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Fraught with this cargo and her fairest freight	D
Delightful Waltz on tiptoe for a Mate	D
The welcome vessel reached the genial strand	D
And round her flocked the daughters of the land	D
Not decent David when before the ark	S
His grand Pas seul excited some remark	S
Not love lorn Quixote when his Sancho thought	D
The knight's Fandango friskier than it ought	D
Not soft Herodias when with winning tread	D
Her nimble feet danced off another's head	D
Not Cleopatra on her Galley's Deck	T
Displayed so much of leg or more of neck	T
Than Thou ambrosial Waltz when first the Moon	U
Beheld thee twirling to a Saxon tune	U
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To You ye husbands of ten years whose brows	I
Ache with the annual tributes of a spouse	I
To you of nine years less who only bear	V
The budding sprouts of those that you shall wear	V
With added ornaments around them rolled	D
Of native brass or law awarded gold	D
To You ye Matrons ever on the watch	R
To mar a son's or make a daughter's match	R
To You ye children of whom chance accords	I
Always the Ladies and sometimes their Lords	I
To You ye single gentlemen who seek	W
Torments for life or pleasures for a week	W
As Love or Hymen your endeavours guide	D
To gain your own or snatch another's bride	D
To one and all the lovely Stranger came	J
And every Ball room echoes with her name	J
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Endearing Waltz to thy more melting tune	U
Bow Irish Jig and ancient Rigadoon	U
Scotch reels avaunt and Country dance forego	M
Your future claims to each fantastic toe	M
Waltz Waltz alone both legs and arms demands	I
Liberal of feet and lavish of her hands	I
Hands which may freely range in public sight	D
Where ne'er before but pray put out the light	D
Methinks the glare of yonder chandelier	X
Shines much too far or I am much too near	X
And true though strange Waltz whispers this remark	S
My slippery steps are safest in the dark	S
But here the Muse with due decorum halts	I
And lends her longest petticoat to Waltz	I
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Observant Travellers of every time	Y
Ye Quartos published upon every clime	Y
say shall dull Romaika's heavy round	D
Fandango's wriggle or Bolero's bound	D
Can Egypt's Almas tantalising group	Z
Columbia's caperers to the warlike Whoop	Z
Can aught from cold Kamschatka to Cape Horn	U
With Waltz compare or after Waltz be born	U
Ah no from Morier's pages down to Galt's	I
Each tourist pens a paragraph for Waltz	I
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Shades of those Belles whose reign began of yore	H
With George the Third's and ended long before	H
Though in your daughters' daughters yet you thrive	A2
Burst from your lead and be yourselves alive	A2
Back to the Ball room speed your spectred host	D
Fool's Paradise is dull to that you lost	D
No treacherous powder bids Conjecture quake	B2
No stiff starched stays make meddling fingers ache	B2
Transferred to those ambiguous things that ape	C2
Goats in their visage women in their shape	C2
No damsel faints when rather closely pressed	D
But more caressing seems when most caressed	D
Superfluous Hartshorn and reviving Salts	I
Both banished by the sovereign cordial Waltz	I
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Seductive Waltz though on thy native shore	H
Even Werter's self proclaimed thee half a whore	H
Werter to decent vice though much inclined	D
Yet warm not wanton dazzled but not blind	D
Though gentle Genlis in her strife with Sta euml l	D2
Would even proscribe thee from a Paris ball	E2
The fashion hails from Countesses to Queens	I
And maids and valets waltz behind the scenes	I
Wide and more wide thy witching circle spreads	I
And turns if nothing else at least our heads	I
With thee even clumsy cits attempt to bounce	I
And cockney's practise what they can't pronounce	I
Gods how the glorious theme my strain exalts	I
And Rhyme finds partner Rhyme in praise of Waltz	I
Blest was the time Waltz chose for her d eacute but	D
The Court the Regent like herself were new	U
New face for friends for foes some new rewards	I
New ornaments for black and royal Guards	I
New laws to hang the rogues that roared for bread	D
New coins most new to follow those that fled	D
New victories nor can we prize them less	I
Though Jenky wonders at his own success	I
New wars because the old succeed so well	D2
That most survivors envy those who fell	D2
New mistresses no old and yet 'tis true	U
Though they be old the thing is something new	U
Each new quite new except some ancient tricks	I
New white sticks gold sticks broom sticks all new sticks	I
With vests or ribands decked alike in hue	U
New troopers strut new turncoats blush in blue	U
So saith the Muse my what say you	U
Such was the time when Waltz might best maintain	U
Her new preferments in this novel reign	U
Such was the time nor ever yet was such	R
Hoops are more and petticoats not much	R
Morals and Minuets Virtue and her stays	I
And tell tale powder all have had their days	I
The Ball begins the honours of the house	I
First duly done by daughter or by spouse	I
Some Potentate or royal or serene	U
With Kent's gay grace or sapient Gloster's mien	U
Leads forth the ready dame whose rising flush	R
Might once have been mistaken for a blush	R
From where the garb just leaves the bosom free	K
That spot where hearts were once supposed to be	K
Round all the confines of the yielded waist	D
The strangest hand may wander undisplaced	D
The lady's in return may grasp as much	R
As princely paunches offer to her touch	R
Pleased round the chalky floor how well they trip	F2
One hand reposing on the royal hip	F2
The other to the shoulder no less royal	G2
Ascending with affection truly loyal	G2
Thus front to front the partners move or stand	D
The foot may rest but none withdraw the hand	D
And all in turn may follow in their rank	H2
The Earl of Asterisk and Lady Blank	H2
Sir Such a one with those of fashion's host	D
For whose blest surnames vide Morning Post	D
Or if for that impartial print too late	D
Search Doctors' Commons six months from my date	D
Thus all and each in movement swift or slow	M
The genial contact gently undergo	M
Till some might marvel with the modest Turk	I2
If nothing follows all this palming work	I2
True honest Mirza you may trust my rhyme	Y
Something does follow at a fitter time	Y
The breast thus publicly resigned to man	U
In private may resist him if it can	U
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O ye who loved our Grandmothers of yore	H
Fitzpatrick Sheridan and many more	H
And thou my Prince whose sovereign taste and will	J2
It is to love the lovely beldames still	J2
Thou Ghost of Queensberry whose judging Sprite	D
Satan may spare to peep a single night	D
Pronounce if ever in your days of bliss	I
Asmodeus struck so bright a stroke as this	I
To teach the young ideas how to rise	I
Flush in the cheek and languish in the eyes	I
Rush to the heart and lighten through the frame	Y
With half told wish and ill dissembled flame	Y
For prurient Nature still will storm the breast	D
Who tempted thus can answer for the rest	D
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But ye who never felt a single thought	D
For what our Morals are to be or ought	D
Who wisely wish the charms you view to reap	Q
Say would you make those beauties quite so cheap	Q
Hot from the hands promiscuously applied	D
Round the slight waist or down the glowing side	D
Where were the rapture then to clasp the form	Y
From this lewd grasp and lawless contact warm	Y
At once Love's most endearing thought resign	U
To press the hand so pressed by none but thine	U
To gaze upon that eye which never met	D
Another's ardent look without regret	D
Approach the lip which all without restraint	D
Come near enough if not to touch to taint	D
If such thou lovest love her then no more	H
Or give like her caresses to a score	H
Her Mind with these is gone and with it go	M
The little left behind it to bestow	M
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Voluptuous Waltz and dare I thus blaspheme	Y
Thy bard forgot thy praises were his theme	Y
Terpsichore forgive at every Ball	E2
My wife now waltzes and my daughters shall	K2
My son or stop 'tis needless to inquire	L2
These little accidents should ne'er transpire	G
Some ages hence our genealogic tree	K
Will wear as green a bough for him as me	K
Waltzing shall rear to make our name amends	I
Grandsons for me in heirs to all his friends	I