UP those Museum steps you came,
And straightway all my blood was flame,
O Lallie, Lallie !
The world (I had been feeling low)
In one short moment's space did grow
A happy valley.
There was a friend, my friend with you ;
A meagre dame, in peacock blue
Apparelled quaintly :
This poet-heart went pit-a-pat ;
I bowed and smiled and raised my hat ;