Ella's Dance Poem by Samuel Alfred Beadle

Ella's Dance



Come, tripping, tripping, tripping, oh,
On the light fantastic toe;
And we'll tread the royal measure,
Down the aisles of wit and pleasure,
Gilding softly, sweetly so,
On the nimble, nimble toe.


Come, lightly, lightly, lightly, oh!
Press me softly as we go,
Playfully skipping to and fro,
As round, and round we reel and go,
Gliding softly, sweetly so,
On the nimble, nimble toe.

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