Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ROMANY ROAD, by MIRZA FRENCH MACKAY


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ROMANY ROAD, by                    
First Line: A fair word, and a fond word, and a word spoke true
Last Line: And a gipsy pack by a gipsy track, at the end of a long day.
Subject(s): Gypsies; Gipsies


A fair word, and a fond word, and a word spoke true --
But I am off to the west land, where the world's yet new;
And it's whither-I-blow, thither-I-go, hither-I-take-my-way,
Till I drink deep and a tryst keep where the wind bids stay.

A tear falls, and a voice calls, and a hand stays mine,
And a prayer follows my hurrying feet from the fold of the ninety-and-nine;
But it's never-I-come, ever-I-roam, never-I-make-amends,
Till my world's gold, and my world's old, and the long trek ends.

A fear spoke, and a heart broke, and a life ebbs slow --
But out on the careless gipsy trail the wind is calling me low;
And it's Jerry-may-care, Jerry-say-where, Jerry's-the-odds to me,
And a tramp-home, and a camp-home, where the wind blows free.

A fair word, and a fond word, and a word spoke true --
But I am away to the gipsy trail, off to the endless blue;
And it's fiddle-and-I, fiddle-and-die, fiddle-the-hours-away,
And a gipsy pack by a gipsy track, at the end of a long day.





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