In the brilliant hall I waited,
’Mong the merry moving throng;
And I thought he was belated,
For it seemed I waited long.
Music mingled with the laughter,
Like a hush from Dreamland sent;
And the dancers followed after,
While the moments came and went.
Manly faces smiled a greeting,
Tender glances woke love’s song;
But my heart tho’ wildly beating,
To one only did belong.
Soon he touched me on the shoulder,
While his head to mine he bent;
And tho’ other looks grew colder,
Yet my soul was quite content.