I'm trying to follow the dance steps, but my feet have a mind of their own.

Meantime she sang: her song was — “In the days when we went gipsying, / A long time ago." I had often heard the song before, and always with lively delight; for Bessie had a sweet voice, — at least, I thought so.

When that time comes, a person may perform the Valsalva manoeuvre, increasing the pressure inside the abdomen by exhaling against a closed airway as if popping one’s ears on a flight.

With cruell chaufe their courages they whet, / The maysterdome of each by force to gaine […].