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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Who ress not pleased with such happines, Well worthie he to tase of wretchednes. Richard Brome. Edmund Spenser. Longing. to. be. off. WITH the firs spring sunshine comes the old longing to be off; and soon is seen, ...
Who ress not pleased with such happines, Well worthie he to tase of wretchednes. Richard Brome. Edmund Spenser. Longing. to. be. off. WITH the firs spring sunshine comes the old longing to be off; and soon is seen, ...
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Their needy camp and patched garments learned in this way all the luxuries of the senses, and soon they moved to the music and ended with a frenzied dance in the fores glades. Sacheverell Sitwell.
Their needy camp and patched garments learned in this way all the luxuries of the senses, and soon they moved to the music and ended with a frenzied dance in the fores glades. Sacheverell Sitwell.
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Let the blow fall soon or late, Let what will be o'er me; Give the face of earth around And the road before me. Wealth I seek not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I seek, the heaven above And the road below me.
Let the blow fall soon or late, Let what will be o'er me; Give the face of earth around And the road before me. Wealth I seek not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I seek, the heaven above And the road below me.
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On this earth 'tis sure We men have not made Anything that doth fade So soon, so long endure: The hill road wet with rain In the sun would not gleam Like a winging sream If we trod it not again. They are lonely While we sleep, ...
On this earth 'tis sure We men have not made Anything that doth fade So soon, so long endure: The hill road wet with rain In the sun would not gleam Like a winging sream If we trod it not again. They are lonely While we sleep, ...
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But mine eye is dim, and my beard is grey, And I bend with the weight of years— May I soon go down to the House of Clay Where slumber my Youth's compeers! For with them and the Pas, though the thought wakes woe, My memory ever abides; ...
But mine eye is dim, and my beard is grey, And I bend with the weight of years— May I soon go down to the House of Clay Where slumber my Youth's compeers! For with them and the Pas, though the thought wakes woe, My memory ever abides; ...
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