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Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy
Quote byWinthrop Mackworth Praed · 1802–1839
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The haunted Tree..
English (original)
Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy, And always blind, and often tipsy; Sometimes for years and years together, She ’ll bless you with the sunniest weather, Bestowing honour, pudding, pence, You can’t imagine why or whence;— Then in a moment—Presto, pass!— Your joys are withered like the grass;
— Winthrop Mackworth Praed
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