The Fortune-Teller a Gypsy Tale
IN and
TE, as gossips tell, Were Lovers many a day;
IN the damsel lov'd so well, That folks pretend to
The silly, simple, doting Lad,
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IN and
TE, as gossips tell, Were Lovers many a day;
IN the damsel lov'd so well, That folks pretend to
The silly, simple, doting Lad,
Playing her parchment
Precosia comesalong a watery path of laurels and crystal lights
The starless silence, fleeingfrom her rhythmic tambourine,falls where the sea whips and sings,his night filled with silvery swarms
High atop the m...
IN tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace Of bygone colours, broidered to the knee,
Behold her, daughter of a wandering race,
Tameless, with the bold falcon's agile grace,
And the lithe tiger's sinuous majesty