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Arthur Symons - Nora on the Pavement

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As Nora on the pavement <br />Dances, and she entrances the grey hour <br />Into the laughing circle of her power, <br />The magic circle of her glances, <br />As Nora dances on the midnight pavement; <br /> <br />Petulant and bewildered, <br />Thronging desires and longing looks recur, <br />And memorably re-incarnate her, <br />As I remember that old longing, <br />A footlight fancy, petulant and bewildered; <br /> <br />There where the ballet circles, <br />See her, but ah! not free her from the race <br />Of glittering lines that link and interlace; <br />This colour now, now that, may be her, <br />In the bright web of those harmonious circles. <br /> <br />But what are these dance-measures, <br />Leaping and joyous, keeping time alone <br />With Life's capricious rhythm, and all her own, <br />Life's rhythm and hers, long sleeping, <br />That wakes, and knows not why, in these dance-measures? <br /> <br />It is the very Nora; <br />Child, and most blithe, and wild as any elf, <br />And innocently spendthrift of herself, <br />And guileless and most unbeguiled, <br />Herself at last, leaps free the very Nora. <br /> <br />It is the soul of Nora, <br />Living at last, and giving forth to the night, <br />Bird-like, the burden of its own delight, <br />All its desire, and all the joy of living, <br />In that blithe madness of the soul of Nora.<br /><br />Arthur Symons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nora-on-the-pavement/

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