Introductory material
Reading edition
Acknowledgment is made to Messrs. Harper and Brothers, the Century Company, and the Metropolitan Magazine for courteous permission to reproduce certain of the verses included in this volume.
GYPSY VERSES
Oh, you were not so idle— You wore a sprig of green; You wore a feather in your cap, The reddest ever seen. Your face was laughing gypsy brown, Your eyes were of the blue; You wandered up and down the world, For you had much to do. For oh, you were not idle, Whatever men might say— You made the colour of the year Magnificent and gay.