PASSING THE GIPSY CAMP.
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What did she say? Why, she only said,
Frowning a trifle, and bending double,
(Never a star had the grey cheat read,)
"Wait, lady, you have seen trouble."
Frowning a trifle, and bending double,
(Never a star had the grey cheat read,)
"Wait, lady, you have seen trouble."
How did she know? (Why, I think she knew,
For this one reason, and many others:)
Oh, she knew, at least, that I had seen you
At war with your valiant brothers!
For this one reason, and many others:)
Oh, she knew, at least, that I had seen you
At war with your valiant brothers!
She said my trouble would end, forsooth,
And so it will—when the moon is ready
To light my grave. So, it was the truth,
But—you look at me too steady!
And so it will—when the moon is ready
To light my grave. So, it was the truth,
But—you look at me too steady!
If you are afraid, then speak her fair
(She isn't a witch like Macbeth's witches;)
But—what should the rosiest children care
For glory and sorrow and riches?
(She isn't a witch like Macbeth's witches;)
But—what should the rosiest children care
For glory and sorrow and riches?
My good, weird woman, (O, what a noise
Of crowing, neighing, babbling and snarling!)
What will become of some poor little boys?———
Yes, the youngest is a darling!
Of crowing, neighing, babbling and snarling!)
What will become of some poor little boys?———
Yes, the youngest is a darling!
