. St. Nicholas [serial]. HEN Daphne blushed as damsel should,And answered: Gladly, sir, I would;But none is here the air to play,For Mistress Prudence is away,And t will be after candledightWhen she returns—to-morrow night. As, homeward bound, King Georges shipSped ever on with bow and dip,The streets were still in Boston town,And Daphne in her flowered gown,Where fell the candles mellow glow,Unto her partner curtsied low. M> AM^. UNTO HER PARTNER CURTSIED LOW. 1904.] WHEN DAPHNE DANCED. //;>

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