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A sylph as bright as ever sported	A
Her figure thro' the fields of air	B
By an old swarthy Gnome was courted	A
And strange to say he won the fair	B
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The annals of the oldest witch	C
A pair so sorted could not show	D
But how refuse the Gnome was rich	C
The Rothschild of the world below	D
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And Sylphs like other pretty creatures	E
Are told betimes they must consider	F
Love as an auctioneer of features	E
Who knocks them down to the best bidder	F
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Home she was taken to his Mine	G
A Palace paved with diamonds all	H
And proud as Lady Gnome to shine	G
Sent out her tickets for a ball	H
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The lower world of course was there	B
And all the best but of the upper	F
The sprinkling was but shy and rare	B
A few old Sylphids who loved supper	F
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As none yet knew the wondrous Lamp	I
Of DAVY that renowned Aladdin	J
And the Gnome's Halls exhaled a damp	I
Which accidents from fire were had in	J
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The chambers were supplied with light	K
By many strange but safe devices	L
Large fire flies such as shine at night	K
Among the Orient's flowers and spices	L
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Musical flint mills swiftly played	M
By elfin hands that flashing round	N
Like certain fire eyed minstrel maids	O
Gave out at once both light and sound	N
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Bologna stones that drink the sun	P
And water from that Indian sea	Q
Whose waves at night like wildfire run	P
Corked up in crystal carefully	Q
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Glow worms that round the tiny dishes	L
Like little light houses were set up	R
And pretty phosphorescent fishes	L
That by their own gay light were eat up	R
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'Mong the few guests from Ether came	S
That wicked Sylph whom Love we call	H
My Lady knew him but by name	S
My Lord her husband not at all	H
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Some prudent Gnomes 'tis said apprised	T
That he was coming and no doubt	U
Alarmed about his torch advised	T
He should by all means be kept out	U
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But others disapproved this plan	V
And by his flame tho' somewhat frighted	U
Thought Love too much a gentleman	P
In such a dangerous place to light it	U
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However there he was and dancing	W
With the fair Sylph light as a feather	F
They looked like two fresh sunbeams glancing	W
At daybreak down to earth together	F
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And all had gone off safe and well	X
But for that plaguy torch whose light	U
Though not yet kindled who could tell	X
How soon how devilishly it might	U
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And so it chanced which in those dark	Y
And fireless halls was quite amazing	W
Did we not know how small a spark	Y
Can set the torch of Love a blazing	W
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Whether it came when close entangled	U
In the gay waltz from her bright eyes	Z
Or from the lucciole that spangled	U
Her locks of jet is all surmise	Z
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But certain 'tis the ethereal girl	A2
Did drop a spark at some odd turning	W
Which by the waltz's windy whirl	A2
Was fanned up into actual burning	W
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Oh for that Lamp's metallic gauze	B2
That curtain of protecting wire	F
Which DAVY delicately draws	B2
Around illicit dangerous fire	F
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The wall he sets 'twixt Flame and Air	B
Like that which barred young Thisbe's bliss	C2
Thro' whose small holes this dangerous pair	B
May see each other but not kiss	C2
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At first the torch looked rather bluely	A2
A sign they say that no good boded	U
Then quick the gas became unruly	A2
And crack the ball room all exploded	U
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Sylphs gnomes and fiddlers mixt together	F
With all their aunts sons cousins nieces	D2
Like butterflies in stormy weather	F
Were blown legs wings and tails to pieces	L
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While mid these victims of the torch	E2
The Sylph alas too bore her part	U
Found lying with a livid scorch	E2
As if from lightning o'er her heart	U
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Well done a laughing Goblin said	U
Escaping from this gaseous strife	F2
'Tis not the first time Love has made	U
A blow up in connubial life	F2

Thomas Moore

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