The dance

E. Elgar

Come and hasten to the dancing,

Merry eyes will soon be glancing,

Ha! my heart upbounds!

Come and dance a merry measure,

Quaff the bright brown ale my treasure,

Hark! what joyous sounds!

Sweet-heart come, on let us haste,

On, on, no time let us waste

With my heart I love thee

Dance, dance, for rest we disdain

Turn twirl and spin round again,

With my arm I hold thee!

Down the path the lights are gleaming,

friendly faces gladly beaming

Welcome us with song.

Dancing makes the heart grow lighter,

Makes the world and life grow brighter

As we dance along!