the gipsy girl.
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"Yes, boy, the proofs were brought
Of my high birth;
Baby robes richly wrought
Jewels of worth.
Now the halls of an earl,
"Mongst noble kin,
Closes the gipsy girl
Ever within:
Of my high birth;
Baby robes richly wrought
Jewels of worth.
Now the halls of an earl,
"Mongst noble kin,
Closes the gipsy girl
Ever within:
"In from the valleys free
From the fresh breeze,
Dreamy hum of the bee,
'Neath the broad trees;
Murmuring of joyous streams
Dancing along,
Dewy meads, early beams,
And the lark's song.
From the fresh breeze,
Dreamy hum of the bee,
'Neath the broad trees;
Murmuring of joyous streams
Dancing along,
Dewy meads, early beams,
And the lark's song.
"Fond words which lips of art
Mock to express;
And the warm, heart to heart,
Love-fraught caress.
Ah! to be jewell'd, garbed,
Pining for rest;
Discontent, like the barbed
Steel in my breast."
Mock to express;
And the warm, heart to heart,
Love-fraught caress.
Ah! to be jewell'd, garbed,
Pining for rest;
Discontent, like the barbed
Steel in my breast."
Smiling, the page arose,
Eyes beaming bright;
Down at her feet he throws
Tresses of light.
Eyes beaming bright;
Down at her feet he throws
Tresses of light.
