Till, like one man, ten thousand hands applaud, From the palpitating auditorium. See from the boxes all the purses come! How riveted admirers pause aghast! Hear the excitement in the stifled hum! And see the tears of each enthusiast! Look! ere the actor has before the curtain passed.[26] [26] LXXIV. Turn on the lights! Let the besweated crowds Shriek as the music swells, now high, now low For all to-morrow slumber in their shrouds Who drained excitement's cup an hour ago! Watch flitting beauty, nymph-like, come and go, Fan the scorched cheek and quaff the bright champagne, Around the circles see the diamond-glow, Revel in laughter, think no more of pain! See! see! the blind ascends and all begins again! LXXV. Put up the opera-glass and scan the stage,
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