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Page 7 - Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears — " Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Page 7 - Then they praised him, soft and low, Call'd him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept.
Page 109 - I know what I'm about ; I hid away the money, Where no one found it out. I bought some flour last evening, I bought it secretly ; Come, now the cake is ready, And nobody to see. Meal so white, money bright, Baked together here ; All for you, love, all for true love, All for luck, my dear.
Page 21 - Twould be to many men I know, To move as lightly 'out of this.' Out of this life of 'morning calls,' And weary work and wasted breath ; These prison cells of pictured walls, When they are always
Page 235 - Die at the gargers (Gorgios), The gargers round mandy! Trying to lei my meripon, My meripon (meripen) away. I will care (kair) up to my chungs (chongs), Up to my chungs in Rat, All for my happy Racier (raklo). My mush is lelled to sturribon (staripen), To sturribon, to sturribon; Mymush is lelled to sturribon, To the Tan where mandy gins (jins).
Page 108 - There's not a lad at home : I'm all alone and waiting — So come, my darling, come ! Tell me what I'm doing By the fire-light here, All for you, love, all for true love, All for luck, my dear. I told a lady's fortune In that big house hard by : No Gipsy could have done it More cleverly than I ; I promised that she'd marry A lord with heaps of gold ; She filled my hand with silver, As much as I could hold.
Page 137 - Mebbe you've heard it's the Rommany way To say that religion is lies; But I know it's all true what the parsons say, For I saw the Devil himself one day, With these 'ere blessed eyes. " I was campin' out in a field one night, But I couldn't sleep one wink ; For I suddenly got a sort of a fright, And I fancied the donkey warn't all right — Now 'twas prophecy, that, I think. " Then I says
Page 192 - We went one day to a farmer's house. His wife was so weak she could scare arouse ; But when she saw we were Rommany, She spoke to us very civilly, And said with many a gasp and twitch : ' I'm dying — and all of a wicked witch. * " English Gypsey Songs." Triibner & Co. , 1875. Look there ! look there ! It is coming now ; The evil thing is dancing, I vow ! My God ! oh, help me ! '—and peeping in At the open door, with a wicked grin, Came a great grey toad, with a hop and a hitch :
Page 217 - ... as innocent of a conscience or a soul as Panurge ; as utterly devoid of morality, shame, or religion as any animal of the field ; they live in terror of the law, and lament the absence of friends who are in trouble : " You knows Mat Lovell, sir, of course, Who lost his wife some years ago? He's took for stealin' of a horse, And got three years for doin