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Her Feet Beneath Her Petticoat Like Little Mice Stole In And Out, As If They Feared The Ligh
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Her feet beneath her petticoat
Like little mice stole in and out,
As if they feared the light;
But oh, she dances such a way!
No sun upon an Easter-day
Is half so fine a sight.
-- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641)
-- Ballad upon a Wedding
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