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NO LE Birds of Passage TOW , in your land , Gypsies reach you , only After reaching all lands beside ; North they go , South they go , trooping or lonely , And still , as they travel far and wide , Catch they and keep now a trace here ...
NO LE Birds of Passage TOW , in your land , Gypsies reach you , only After reaching all lands beside ; North they go , South they go , trooping or lonely , And still , as they travel far and wide , Catch they and keep now a trace here ...
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A Wild Man in a Tame Land a ON race a N the very next day I was out on the down with a gipsy , and we got talking about wild animals . He was a middle - aged man and a very perfect specimen of his -not one of the blue - eyed and red or ...
A Wild Man in a Tame Land a ON race a N the very next day I was out on the down with a gipsy , and we got talking about wild animals . He was a middle - aged man and a very perfect specimen of his -not one of the blue - eyed and red or ...
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In those days we had a land of our own , now we have none : we toil and moil , we are condemned to wander , and we have no sweet land of our own . Peter Karlić , a Bosnian Gypsy . a A Great Collector I OFTEN found myself in the midst of ...
In those days we had a land of our own , now we have none : we toil and moil , we are condemned to wander , and we have no sweet land of our own . Peter Karlić , a Bosnian Gypsy . a A Great Collector I OFTEN found myself in the midst of ...
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