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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But our Palaces are the tents we carry with us, and nothing can be compared to the elegance of these moving houses. For these have such beauty as nature herself displays, and are far above the sumptuous hangings and gilded furniture, ...
But our Palaces are the tents we carry with us, and nothing can be compared to the elegance of these moving houses. For these have such beauty as nature herself displays, and are far above the sumptuous hangings and gilded furniture, ...
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He was born on the earth in the tent, and he has lived like a species of human wild animal ever since. Of his own free will he will have nothing to do with rites or litanies; he may perhaps be married in a place of worship—to make it ...
He was born on the earth in the tent, and he has lived like a species of human wild animal ever since. Of his own free will he will have nothing to do with rites or litanies; he may perhaps be married in a place of worship—to make it ...
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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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Whence come these ragged, landless, vagabond lordlings of the wase,—these wild-eyed dwellers in tents, gliding about the solitudes of the land, like half-tamed panthers; and sreaking the conventional web of wesern civilisation with a ...
Whence come these ragged, landless, vagabond lordlings of the wase,—these wild-eyed dwellers in tents, gliding about the solitudes of the land, like half-tamed panthers; and sreaking the conventional web of wesern civilisation with a ...
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... the fitful light Beneath the caldron blazing,— O'er my young mind srange terrors threw: Thy Hisory gave me, Moore Carew! A more exalted notion Of Gipsy life; nor can I yet Gaze on your tents, and quite forget My former deep emotion.
... the fitful light Beneath the caldron blazing,— O'er my young mind srange terrors threw: Thy Hisory gave me, Moore Carew! A more exalted notion Of Gipsy life; nor can I yet Gaze on your tents, and quite forget My former deep emotion.
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