There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgiums capital had gatherd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone oer fair women and brave men: A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes lookd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. Byron.Childe Harold, Canto III. Stanza 21.