The Wind on the Heath - A Gypsy Anthology (Romany History Series)This magnificent Gypsy anthology was first published in London 1930. It contains over 300 items of prose and verse gleaned from classical literature, folklore, history and true Gypsy life. It has long been considered unique in its field and is very hard to find in its first edition. We have now re-published this scarce book incorporating the original text and illustrations. The book's 380 pages are divided into 12 sections designed to bring to light the chief facets of Gypsy life. They have been chosen for their historical and anthropological interest and are supported with illustrations of the real Gypsy way of life, and yet the same wind blows over all on this Gypsy heath. Contents include: The Dark Race. - The Roaming Life. - Field and Sky. - Gypsies and Gentiles. - The Romany Chye. - Gypsy Children. - Sturt and Strife. - Black Arts. - A Gypsy Bestiary. - Egipte Speche. - Scholar Gypsies. - Envoy. Also included is a glossary of Romani words. This important book is thoroughly recommended for inclusion on the bookshelf of all with an interest in Gypsy ways. |
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... OF THE AIR FOLK-SONGS OF THE BIRDS THE NIGHTINGALE SURPASSING SUMMERTIME THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET TO AUTUMN THE SUN HAS LONG BEEN SET THE FRIENDLY STARS SUN AND WIND AND RAIN NIGHT PEACE Matthew Arnold John Masefield John Bunyan ...
... OF THE AIR FOLK-SONGS OF THE BIRDS THE NIGHTINGALE SURPASSING SUMMERTIME THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET TO AUTUMN THE SUN HAS LONG BEEN SET THE FRIENDLY STARS SUN AND WIND AND RAIN NIGHT PEACE Matthew Arnold John Masefield John Bunyan ...
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Our sole livelihood is to take to ourselves the goods of others, and, since to gain our ends we need no betraying witnesses, we busy ourselves from policy in some petty work, and it is by night that we ply our true craft.
Our sole livelihood is to take to ourselves the goods of others, and, since to gain our ends we need no betraying witnesses, we busy ourselves from policy in some petty work, and it is by night that we ply our true craft.
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... of the horses cropping the grass, the night that seals on till the subbles alone are light among the fields—the gipsy sleeps in his tent on mother earth; it is, you see, primeval man with primeval nature.
... of the horses cropping the grass, the night that seals on till the subbles alone are light among the fields—the gipsy sleeps in his tent on mother earth; it is, you see, primeval man with primeval nature.
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... Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne, And smale fowles maken melodye, That slepen al the night with open yë, ...
... Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne, And smale fowles maken melodye, That slepen al the night with open yë, ...
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... delight all the sights and sounds which the country affords. With his keen senses alive to every external impression, he feels that ' 'Tis sweet to see the evening sar appear; 'Tis sweet to lisen as the night winds creep From.
... delight all the sights and sounds which the country affords. With his keen senses alive to every external impression, he feels that ' 'Tis sweet to see the evening sar appear; 'Tis sweet to lisen as the night winds creep From.
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