The gipsy tents are on the down,The gipsy girls are here;And it's O to be off and away from the townWith a gipsy for my dear!
I saw men go up and down,In the country and the town,With this tablet on their neck,—'Judgement and a judge we seek.'Not to monarchs they repair,Nor to learned jurist's chair;But they hurry to their peers,To their kinsfolk and their dears;Louder than with speech they pray,—'What am I? companion, say.'ralph waldo emerson