Hist! - The sonorous orchestral ambience and the arabesque-stanc'd ballerina, 
Her wee feet in an alacritic mælstrom-twirl, 
And the dust-hurl with her tears blendeth - Egad! this quagmire; 
Pasteth her unaptly apt feet to the stage: 
Like the wither'd rose of the luciferous Eden 
By the mummer'd-masquerader espied vigilly and mockingly, 
His behesting visage, [bad word] mummer'd 'tis - 
Embower'd and eddying oft and eft gloam by gloam, 
Her sweetness ne'er cloy - further! further! - 
His scratching and dallying hollow-heartéd eyes 
Her [bad word] and vestal heart caress, 
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aërily, 
Whileas the orchestra playeth on travailingly; 
His one and sole swath 
With the pizzicato'd ensemble blendeth - 
And her umbral fœtal scream - 
As the song climaxeth 
And slowly dieth 
Away...