I dance and dance! Another faun

I DANCE and dance ! Another faun 
A black one, dances on the lawn. 
He moves with me, and when I lift 
My heels his feet directly shift : 
I can't outdance him though I try ; 
He dances nimbler than I. 
I toss my head, and so does he ; 
What tricks he dares to play on me 1 
I touch the ivy in my hair ; 
Ivy he has and finger there. 
The spiteful thing to mock me so I 
I will outdance him ! Ho, ho, ho !