| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). A Victorian Anthology, 18371895. 1895. |
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| Songs from The Spanish Gypsy. II. Song of the Zíncali |
| | | George Eliot (181980) |
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| ALL things journey: sun and moon, | |
| Morning, noon, and afternoon, | |
| Night and all her stars: | |
| Twixt the east and western bars | |
| Round they journey, | 5 |
| Come and go. | |
| We go with them! | |
| For to roam and ever roam | |
| Is the Zíncalis loved home. | |
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| Earth is good, the hillside breaks | 10 |
| By the ashen roots and makes | |
| Hungry nostrils glad; | |
| Then we run till we are mad, | |
| Like the horses, | |
| And we cry, | 15 |
| None shall catch us! | |
| Swift winds wing uswe are free | |
| Drink the airwe Zíncali! | |
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| Falls the snow: the pine-branch split, | |
| Call the fire out, see it flit, | 20 |
| Through the dry leaves run, | |
| Spread and glow, and make a sun | |
| In the dark tent: | |
| O warm dark! | |
| Warm as conies! | 25 |
| Strong fire loves us, we are warm! | |
| Who the Zíncali shall harm? | |
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| Onward journey: fires are spent; | |
| Sunward, sunward! lift the tent, | |
| Run before the rain, | 30 |
| Through the pass, along the plain. | |
| Hurry, hurry, | |
| Lift us, wind! | |
| Like the horses. | |
| For to roam and ever roam | 35 |
| Is the Zíncalis loved home. | |
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