Dancing Time
Dancing Time party stories

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Party time

Dancing Time

When the moon is full and the shadows come out

They take their chance among the quiet graves

When the hore frost rimes the ancient trees and the air is sharp

It is their time

The bony fingers of winter drive the living indoors

And the dead come out to play

A parade of the damned Dressed in ribbons of silk, and tatters of their former selves A tombstone gavotte Rock with plenty of soul

They feast on memories and dance the night away

Splendid in their glory

Peasant and Poet

Sinner Saint and drowned young Sailor

A spurned maid and her great lady

Join the world for a time

Levelled by death they sway to the music of a spectral band

​A most inclusive party

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