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A Rare 10-Page Poem by Edgar Rice Burroughs
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||Of what stern stuff were men of that far day
When such a child could view the sad array
Of his decadent fortunes and still say;
"The Khan of Yaka, I! Lord of the Horde
"Of Mongols yet! From where the Onan flows
"Unto Kerulon's ready shore my sword
"Shall be the only law High Asia knows?"
Nor yet did dream the day, already nigh,
When he should be by circumstances hurled
Upon a tide of victory so high
That from its crest he viewed a conquered world
That stretched from Russia's Dneiper to the sea
That washes Cathay's shore and was to be,
With half of Europe, Timur's legacy.
But now he turned the jaded sorrel mare
Page 10: Stanzas 19 and 20
||Again the Taidjuts come and steal the herd,
All but a single horse, and when the word
Belgutai brought and Timujin had heard
He mounted and, alone, took up the trail --
Some smoke dried meat beneath his saddle pad,
His weapons and a will that would not fail
His only aids. Johova, what a lad!
Three days he follows where the spoor lies plain.
Fast ride the Taidjuts, for their mounts are fresh.
Yet where another might have well turned back
And left his horses to the robber pack;
Undaunted, Timujin pursued their track.
The fourth day's dawn reveals beside the trail
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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