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A Rare 10-Page Poem by Edgar Rice Burroughs
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||From Baikul east to Kingans slopes there sweeps
The northern Gobi where the Mongol keeps
His herds and flocks, and where the dead Khan sleeps
While from the hand of Timujin, the child,
The fierce Targoutai seeks to wrest the power,
While Keraits fierce and Naimans joined the wild
And savage Merkits to o'er run the flower
Of all his pasture land and drive him out
To graze his herds on arid desert lands;
To raid his ordu and his khanship flout;
'Til few remained of those once loyal bands.
Yet, Khan of Yakka, fearlessly he kept
Upon the horse skin white, nor ever slept,
While Houlan prayed and Bourtai, waiting, wept.
And then Targoutai struck! The old wolf sought
Page 6: Stanzas 11 and 12
||By Taidjuts penned within the mountains' fast
The young khan hid while hungry days dragged past
'Til Nature took the foeman's part at last
And drove him, creeping, through their close drawn lines;
A hunted beast that slinks with cat-like tread
Beneath the pale moon filt'ring through the pines.
He halts. He turns. To right, to left, ahead
Perceiving danger, knows he's lost the game
As from the shadows waiting warriors sprang
And at their heels the fierce Targoutai came
To plague him with the stigma of the kang --
A wooden yoke upon his shoulders pressed
That held the wrists of their unwilling guest --
The silent butt of ridicule and jest.
Targoutai feasts and celebrates tonight;
Intro & Contents
I: Stanzas 1-4
II: Stanzas 5-8
III: Stanzas 9-12
IV: Stanzas 13-16
V: Stanzas 17-20
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