Away, sad thoughts, and teasing <br />Perplexities, away! <br />Let other blood go freezing, <br />We will be wise and gay. <br />For here is all heart-easing, <br />An ecstasy at play. <br />The children dancing, dancing, <br />Light upon happy feet, <br />Both eye and heart entrancing <br />Mingle, escape, and meet; <br />Come joyous-eyed and advancing <br />Or floatingly retreat. <br />Now slow, now swifter treading <br />Their paces timed and true, <br />An instant poised, then threading <br />A maze of printless clue, <br />Their motions smoothly wedding <br />To melody anew, <br />They sway in chime, and scatter <br />In looping circles; they <br />Are Music's airy matter, <br />And their feet move, the way <br />The raindrops shine and patter <br />On tossing flowers in May. <br />As if those flowers were singing <br />For joy of the clean air, <br />As if you saw them springing <br />To dance the breeze, so fair <br />The lissom bodies swinging, <br />So light the flung-back hair. <br />And through the mind enchanted <br />A happy river goes <br />By its own young carol haunted <br />And bringing where it flows <br />What all in the world has wanted <br />And who in this world knows?<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-children-dancing-2/
