““STREETS Let's dance the jig! Above all else I loved her eyes, More clear than stars of cloudless skies, And arch and mischievous and wise. Let's dance the jig! So skilfully would she proceed To make a lover's bare heart bleed, That it was beautiful indeed! Let's dance the jig! But keenlier have I relished The kisses of her mouth so red Since to my heart she has been dead. Let's dance the jig! The circumstances great and small,-- Words, moments . . . I recall, recall It is my treasure among all. Let's dance the jig!””
