Gypsy Verses - Helen Hay Whitney - Bog

Oh, you were not so idle- You wore a sprig of green; You wore a feather in your cap, The reddest ever seen. Your face was laughing gypsy brown, Your eyes were of the blue; You wandered up and down the world, For you had much to do. For oh, you were not idle, Whatever men might say- You made the colour of the year Magnificent and gay.