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The Romany Girl

Rating: 2.6
The sun goes down, and with him takes
The coarseness of my por attire;
The fair moon mounts, and aye the flame
Of Gypsy beauty blazes higher.

Pale Northern girls! you scorn our race;
You captives of your air-tight halls,
Wear out in-doors your sickly days,
But leave us the horizon walls.
And if I take you, dames, to task,
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Mamunur Rahman Kayes 01 December 2019
Me false to mine dare whisper none, - One sallow horseman knows me good......beautiful
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