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Not against the Gipsy's blow you iron - clad yourself ; —not by the Gipsy's usury do your children starve . Honestest , harmlessest of the human race -under whose roof but a Gipsy's may a wandering Madonna rest in peace ? John Ruskin .
Not against the Gipsy's blow you iron - clad yourself ; —not by the Gipsy's usury do your children starve . Honestest , harmlessest of the human race -under whose roof but a Gipsy's may a wandering Madonna rest in peace ? John Ruskin .
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I wish I were a gipsy . ' Yes , gipsies are jolly , ' replied Val , with a conviction which had just come to him ; you ' re rather like one , you know . ' Holly's face shone suddenly and deeply , like dark leaves gilded by the sun .
I wish I were a gipsy . ' Yes , gipsies are jolly , ' replied Val , with a conviction which had just come to him ; you ' re rather like one , you know . ' Holly's face shone suddenly and deeply , like dark leaves gilded by the sun .
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We were mistaken , however , and while the servant was making inquiries , and receiving answers which he could not understand , as to the whereabouts of the hostelry , a gipsy girl came out of the house , and hearing the nature of our ...
We were mistaken , however , and while the servant was making inquiries , and receiving answers which he could not understand , as to the whereabouts of the hostelry , a gipsy girl came out of the house , and hearing the nature of our ...
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