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And as they were making fun of him and teasing him, Samson threw his hands around the great pillars of the prison, and bowed himself in, and all the house fell down with a great noise, and all the poor men were killed and the house broken to small pieces. "And so he died." "Do you know what the judgment day is, Puro?" "Avo, rya. I reflected long on this reply of the untutored Rommany.
There's no kushtoben in what don't hatch acai." Penned the Rommany chal, "Sikker mandy tute's wongur!" Penned the Rommany chal, "Acovo's sar wafri wongur." "Kek," penned the Gorgio; "se sar kushto an' kirus. Chiv it adree tute's wast and shoon it ringus." "Avo," penned the Rommany chal. Once upon a time a Gorgio said to a Gipsy, "Why do you always go about the country so?
"Avo, my rye; I can understand you well enough, but I never saw a Gipsy gentleman before." So I went over the bridge, and sure enough there on the ground lay a full-grown Petulamengro, while his brown juva tended the pot.
Yesterday morning, while sitting among the tents of "ye Egypcians," I overheard a knot of men discussing the merits of a degraded-looking doglet, who seemed as if he must have committed suicide, were he only gifted with sense enough to know how idiotic he looked. "Would you take seven pounds for him?" asked one. "Avo, I would take seven bar; but I wouldn't take six, nor six an' a half neither."
"Avo," I replied. "He's the man who has been twice in America." "But d'ye know how rich he is? He's got money in bank. And when a man gets money in bank, I say there is somethin' in it. An' how do you suppose he made that money?" he inquired, with the air of one who is about to "come down with a stunner."
That would be too witchly." Miss Greeby mused. "I have heard something about these gypsy superstitions before," she remarked meditatively. "Avo! Avo! They are in a book written by a great Romany Rye. Leland is the name of that rye, a gypsy Lee with Gentile land. He added land to the lea as he was told by one of our people.
"Dia Minerva, semol autem tu invictus Apollo Arquitenens Latonius." His object in quoting these is to show that they were copied by Virgil. A passage in Propertius has been supposed to refer to him, "Splendidaque a docto fama refulget avo," where he would presumably be the grandfather of that Hostia whom under the name of Cynthia so many of Propertius's poems celebrate.
Now in those days there were no Rommanichals, and consequently no rat-catchers." "'Taint so now-a-days," replied the Gipsy, gloomily. "The business is quite spiled, and not to get a livin' by." "Avo. And he agreed for a thousand crowns to clear all the rats away. So he blew on a pipe, and the rats all followed him out of town." "What did he blow on a pipe for?"
"Yes; I think I can see you, Puro, walking down between two lines of hundreds of policemen every one pointing after you and saying, 'There goes that good honest the honestest man in England!" "Avo, rya," he cried, eagerly turning to me, as if delighted and astonished that I had found out the truth. "That's just what they all pens of me, an' just what I seen 'em a-doin' every time."
And the same might have been said of Carolan, the Irish bard, who lived in poetry and died in whisky. The soul sleeping or dreaming away to God suggested an inquiry into the Gipsy idea of the nature of spirits. Can everybody see them, I wonder?" "Avo, rya, avo. Every mush can dick mullos if it's their cammoben to be dickdus. But 'dusta critters can dick mullos whether the mullos kaum it or kek.
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