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FROM over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand; / From back of the days of long ago, and the lonely sea and land -- / To the end of the world and our Gipsy race, to the death of our dark-eyed line, / I have set the lines on my children's palms as my fathers did on mine, / That the world shall know and my name shall glow in the light of the aftershine -- / I have set the lines on my children's palms as my fathers did on mine.
I have given them health and strength, pure blood, clear skins for a glorious youth; / I have set in their souls contempt for sham, and a deathless regard for truth; / I have bequeathed the spirit to fight, I have given the will to rise, / And the slumbering fires of Hate and Love in their dreaming, dreaming eyes. / That the world shall know and my name shall glow in the light of the aftershine, / I have set the lines on my children's palms as my fathers did on mine.