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What thrilling tremors must the soul invade,When dancing fires, and melting airs persuade;When every potent charm of shape and face,From dress and motion draws resistless grace! 210But happier they who temperate mirth approve,Who joy with reason, and with virtue love;Who unelated taste of bliss below,And firmly bear inevitable woe:For still when pleasure gilds the smiling scene,The sabler hues of woe will intervene. Mark where the wedding-guests in order move,Arrayed in white, and breathing joy and love:The bride her timid wishes seems to speak,By the faint blush that trembles on her cheek: 220The music leads, the maidens haste away,With dance and banquet to conclude the day. The mournful funeral, slow, proceeds behind,Arrayed in black, the heavy head declined:Wide yawns the grave; dull tolls the solemn bell;Dark lie the dead; and long the last farewell:There music sounds, and dancers shake the hall;But here the silent tears incessant fall.Ere mirth can well her comedy begin,The tragic demon oft comes thundering in, 230
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