...the dancers — till the stare grew pale, and the sweet flowers drooped in the heated atmosphere. " No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours, with flying feet " " What unearthly beauty ! " said an old gentleman to a young man, upon whose arm he was leaning,...

...— the dancers — till the stars grew pale, and the sweet flowers drooped in the heated " No deep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours, with flying feet " " What unearthly beauty ! " said an old gentleman to a young man, upon whose arm he was leaning,...

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...o'er the stony street — | On with the dance1 ! | let joy be unconfin'd' ; | No sleep till morn1, | when Youth, and Pleasure meet \ To chase the glowing hours, with flying feett — | "But hark' ! — | thai heavy sound breaks in once more1, | As if the clouds its echo would...

...before the courteous host and hostess found their banquet halls deserted. It proved, indeed, — 1 No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.' But a gayer festival, with more agremens and less alloy to the general enjoyment, may seldom again be witnessed....

...impossible, but when once seen it is never forgotten. " On with the dance — let joy be unconfined! No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet." And on went the dance until the early morn, when the curtain dropped upon the scene of mirth, and the...

...courteous host and hostess found their banquet halls deserted. It proved, indeed, — ' No sleep till mom, when youth and pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.' But a gayer festival, with more agremens and less alloy to the general enjoyment, may seldom again be witnessed....

...the dancers — till the stars grew pale, and the sweet flowers drooped in the heated atmosphere. " No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing boors, v.iih flying feet " •' What unearthly beauty ! " said an old gentleman to a young man, upon...

...but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet— But, hark!—that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer,...

...and laughter, and merriment abounded — I have mingled in the society of the gay — I have " Where youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours with flying feet," " But never have I passed a more happy evening, than in the small and narrow cabin of that Illinois farmer."...