Gavotte

(Old French)Memories long in music sleeping,  No more sleeping,
No more dumb;

Delicate phantoms softly creeping  Softly back from the old-world come.

Faintest odours around them straying,  Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;

Whispering silks in order swaying,  Glimmering gems on shoulders slim:

Courage advancing strong and tender,  Grace untender
Fanning desire;

Suppliant conquest, proud surrender,  Courtesy cold of hearts on fire---Willowy billowy now they're bending,  Low they're bending
Down-dropt eyes;

Stately measure and stately ending,  Music sobbing, and a dream that dies.