Thomas Hardy - Reminiscences of a Dancing Man lyrics

I Who now remembers Almack's balls -   Willis's sometime named - In those two smooth-floored upper halls   For faded ones so famed? Where as we trod to trilling sound The fancied phantoms stood around,   Or joined us in the maze, Of the powdered Dears from Georgian years, Whose dust lay in sightless sealed-up biers,   The fairest of former days. II Who now remembers gay Cremorne,   And all its jaunty jills, And those wild whirling figures born   Of Jullien's grand quadrilles? With hats on head and morning coats There footed to his prancing notes   Our partner-girls and we; And the gas-jets winked, and the lustres clinked, And the platform throbbed as with arms enlinked   We moved to the minstrelsy. III Who now recalls those crowded rooms   Of old yclept "The Argyle," Where to the deep Drum-polka's booms   We hopped in standard style? Whither have danced those damsels now! Is d**h the partner who doth moue   Their wormy chaps and bare? Do their spectres spin like sparks within The smoky halls of the Prince of Sin   To a thunderous Jullien air?