V + 

The Dancing Girl + 

Do you know what it is to dance? + 

Perhaps, you do know, in a fashion; + 

But by dancing I mean, + 

Not what’s generally seen, + 

But dancing of fire and passion, + 

Of fire and delirious passion. + 

With a dusky-haired señorita, + 

Her dark, misty eyes near your own, + 

And her scarlet-red mouth, + 

Like a rose of the south, + 

The reddest that ever was grown, + 

So close that you catch + 

Her quick-panting breath + 

As across your own face it is blown, + 

With a sigh, and a moan. + 

Ah! that is dancing, + 

As here by the Carib it’s known. + 

Now, whirling and twirling + 

Like furies we go; + 

Now, soft and caressing + 

And sinuously slow; + 

With an undulating motion, + 

Like waves on a breeze-kissed ocean:⁠— + 

And the scarlet-red mouth + 

Is nearer your own, + 

And the dark, misty eyes + 

Still softer have grown. + 

Ah! that is dancing, that is loving, + 

As here by the Carib they’re known. + 