There in green velvet is a lady so blue

Her arms are so white they’re near silvery too

Her shawl is near amethyst, fringe catches the wind

Also while she’s twirling, her red hair is pinned

“With whom is she dancing?” Ask the elders in awe

“Seems to be with no one, but I’ll have a go!”

Her lips are so rosy

Her eyes are so fine

“Tis like lookin’ at heaven, at heaven divine!”

Though her arms are now empty, her heart never is

Though she feels it so keenly, she’s never amiss

She’s befriended the town, making it ever so bright

And she’s bundled sweet flowers from many a knight

“Life…it is for dancing!” She’s learned many a waltz

“And not for poor tears or those ‘smellering salts!’”

She’s so very happy, though her eyes are so blue

Glass windows to a heart, that is ever so true

Admirers earth-going, they’d never know a star

But lady they know you, they know what you are!

“How happy it is that we see such a scene!

All admiring such a lady while dancing in green!”