<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510771" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gipsy Vans</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unless you come of the gipsy stock <br> That steals by night and day, <br>Lock your heart with a double lock <br> And throw the key away. <br>Bury it under the blackest stone <br> Beneath your father's hearth, <br>And keep your eyes on your lawful own <br> And your feet to the proper path. <br> Then you can stand at your door and mock <br> When the gipsy vans come through... <br> For it isn't right that the Gorgio stock <br> Should live as the Romany do. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unless you come of the gipsy blood <br> That takes and never spares, <br>Bide content with your given good <br> And follow your own affairs. <br>Plough and harrow and roll your land, <br> And sow what ought to be sowed; <br>But never let loose your heart from your hand, <br> Nor flitter it down the road! <br> Then you can thrive on your boughten food <br> As the gipsy vans come through... <br> For it isn't nature the Gorgio blood <br> Should love as the Romany do. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unless you carry the gipsy eyes <br> That see but seldom weep, <br>Keep your head from the naked skies <br> Or the stars'll trouble your sleep. <br>Watch your moon through your window-pane <br> And take what weather she brews; <br>But don't run out in the midnight rain <br> Nor home in the morning dews. <br> Then you can buddle and shut your eyes <br> As the gipsy vans come through... <br> For it isn't fitting the Gorgio ryes <br> Should walk as the Romany do. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unless you come of the gipsy race <br> That counts all time the same, <br>Be you careful of Time and Place <br> And Judgment and Good Name: <br>Lose your life for to live your life <br> The way that you ought to do; <br>And when you are finished, your God and your wife <br> And the Gipsies'll laugh at you! <br> Then you can rot in your burying place <br> As the gipsy vans come through... <br> For it isn't reason the Gorgio race <br> Should die as the Romany do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510771" data-title="Gipsy Vans de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="Unless you come of the gipsy stock That steals by night and day, Lock your heart with a double lock And throw the key away. Bury it under the blackest stone Beneath your father's hearth, And keep your eyes on your lawful own And your fe..."></div> </div> </div>

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