A Minuet of Mozart's

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A Minuet of Mozart's by Sara Teasdale

From Helen of Troy and Other Poems Part III

Across the dimly lighted room
      The violin drew wefts of sound,
      Airily they wove and wound
And glimmered gold against the gloom.

I watched the music turn to light,
      But at the pausing of the bow,
      The web was broken and the glow
Was drowned within the wave of night.