Through snowy woods and shady br We went to play a tune br To the lonely manor-lady br By the light of the Christmas moon. br br br We violed till, upward glancing br To where a mirror leaned, br We saw her airily dancing, br Deeming her movements screened; br br br Dancing alone in the room there, br Thin-draped in her robe of night; br Her postures, glassed in the gloom there, br Were a strange phantasmal sight. br br br She had learnt (we heard when homing) br That her roving spouse was dead; br Why she had danced in the gloaming br We thought, but never said.