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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The crescent moon, the evening sar, the clatter of the fern-owl, the red embers of the wood fire, the pungent smoke blown round about by the occasional puffs of wind, the shadowy trees, ...
The crescent moon, the evening sar, the clatter of the fern-owl, the red embers of the wood fire, the pungent smoke blown round about by the occasional puffs of wind, the shadowy trees, ...
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CITIES have fallen and empires passed away, Earth's giant forms waxed hoary with decay, Since the lone people 'mid our moors and glades Looked heedless round, as on a world of shades! By German sreams, through England's good green woods ...
CITIES have fallen and empires passed away, Earth's giant forms waxed hoary with decay, Since the lone people 'mid our moors and glades Looked heedless round, as on a world of shades! By German sreams, through England's good green woods ...
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When night came they sat round their fires, and music sounded in the empty plain. In the very ac of passing the bow across the violin-srings a natural inspiration suggesed itself, and, without any search for them, there came forth ...
When night came they sat round their fires, and music sounded in the empty plain. In the very ac of passing the bow across the violin-srings a natural inspiration suggesed itself, and, without any search for them, there came forth ...
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OH! could I walk round the earth With a heart to share my mirth, With a look to love me ever, Thoughtful much, but sullen never, I could be content to see June and no variety ... With a finer gipsy time, And a cuckoo in the clime, ...
OH! could I walk round the earth With a heart to share my mirth, With a look to love me ever, Thoughtful much, but sullen never, I could be content to see June and no variety ... With a finer gipsy time, And a cuckoo in the clime, ...
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UP a thousand feet, Tom, Round the lion's head, Find soft sones to leeward And make up our bed. Eat our bread and bacon, Smoke the pipe of peace, And, ere we be drowsy, Give our boots a grease. Homer's heroes did so, Why not such as we?
UP a thousand feet, Tom, Round the lion's head, Find soft sones to leeward And make up our bed. Eat our bread and bacon, Smoke the pipe of peace, And, ere we be drowsy, Give our boots a grease. Homer's heroes did so, Why not such as we?
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