I cannot dance upon my Toes

I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth me,

That had I Ballet knowledge -- Would put itself abroad In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe -- Or lay a Prima, mad,

And though I had no Gown of Gauze -- No Ringlet, to my Hair, Nor hopped to Audiences -- like Birds, One Claw upon the Air,

Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls, Nor rolled on wheels of snow Till I was out of sight, in sound, The House encore me so --

Nor any know I know the Art I mention -- easy -- Here -- Nor any Placard boast me -- It's full as Opera --