Her feet beneath her petticoat,
Like little mice, stole in and out,
As if they feared the read more

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.

It is a suggestive idea to track those worn feet backward through
all the paths they have trodden ever read more

It is a suggestive idea to track those worn feet backward through
all the paths they have trodden ever since they were the tender
and rosy little feet of a baby, and (cold as they now are) were
kept warm in his mother's hand.

'Tis all one as if they should make the Standard for the measure,
we call a Foot, a Chancellor's read more

'Tis all one as if they should make the Standard for the measure,
we call a Foot, a Chancellor's Foot; what an uncertain Measure
would this be! one Chancellor has a long Foot, another a short
Foot, a Third an indifferent foot. 'Tis the same thing in the
Chancellor's Conscience.

Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.

Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.

Her pretty feet
Like snails did creep
A little out, and then,
As if read more

Her pretty feet
Like snails did creep
A little out, and then,
As if they played at bo-peep
Did soon draw in agen.

And the prettiest foot! Oh, if a man could but fasten his eyes
to her feet, as they steal read more

And the prettiest foot! Oh, if a man could but fasten his eyes
to her feet, as they steal in and out, and play at bo-peep under
her petticoats!

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks.

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks.

O happy earth,
Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread!

O happy earth,
Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread!

Feet that run on willing errands!

Feet that run on willing errands!