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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... WALES CAMPING ON SNOWDON A JOURNEY BY COACH HIGHWAY AND PACKWAY ROADS JOYS IN THE TIME OF THE BARMECIDES TIME, YOU OLD GIPSY MAN WANDERERS IN ROMANCE BOHÉMIENS EN VOYAGE BIRDS OF PASSAGE GYPSIES OF THE STEPPE LES ROIS DE L'AVENTURE ...
... WALES CAMPING ON SNOWDON A JOURNEY BY COACH HIGHWAY AND PACKWAY ROADS JOYS IN THE TIME OF THE BARMECIDES TIME, YOU OLD GIPSY MAN WANDERERS IN ROMANCE BOHÉMIENS EN VOYAGE BIRDS OF PASSAGE GYPSIES OF THE STEPPE LES ROIS DE L'AVENTURE ...
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In summer time, these dusky wanderers might be seen encamped upon the commons, or on the sprawling borders of some quiet road, beneath a sheltering hedge, with the wild bird, the mole, the weasel, and the field-mouse for their only ...
In summer time, these dusky wanderers might be seen encamped upon the commons, or on the sprawling borders of some quiet road, beneath a sheltering hedge, with the wild bird, the mole, the weasel, and the field-mouse for their only ...
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... employed in drawing a species of Indicment agains the errors, follies, selfishness and vices of my fellow-men, while I passed along a pleasant foot-path, which conduced me from Brick-sables to the carriage-road from Mortlake to Kew.
... employed in drawing a species of Indicment agains the errors, follies, selfishness and vices of my fellow-men, while I passed along a pleasant foot-path, which conduced me from Brick-sables to the carriage-road from Mortlake to Kew.
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The swart gipsy, like the hawk, for ever travels on, but, like the hawk, that seems to have no road, and yet returns to the same trees, so he, winding in circles of which we civilised people do not undersand the map, comes, ...
The swart gipsy, like the hawk, for ever travels on, but, like the hawk, that seems to have no road, and yet returns to the same trees, so he, winding in circles of which we civilised people do not undersand the map, comes, ...
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Give me the clear blue sky over my head, and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner —and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot tart some game on these lone heaths. I laugh, I run, ...
Give me the clear blue sky over my head, and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner —and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot tart some game on these lone heaths. I laugh, I run, ...
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