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A Rare 10-Page Poem by Edgar Rice Burroughs
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||At night, beside the fire of glowing dung,
Young Timujin lent ear while minstrels sung,
To music from their one string fiddles wrung,
The glories of the heroes of his tribe;
Or listened to the story Houlan told --
The scene she never wearied to describe --
Of how his sire, the boldest of the bold,
Had stolen upon her wedding ride
And left the groom and all her tribe dismayed
While to his yurt he bore her at his side
And kept her for her beauty, unafraid;
Or 'neath the stars he mused his destiny --
When fell the day Yesukai died and he
The khan of forty thousand tents would be.
The savage Grey-eyed Men from whom he sprung --
Page 4: Stanzas 7 and 8Page 4
||The storm-swept Gobi, dam of all mankind,
To ev'ry soft allure of youth is blind,
And childhood there is swiftly cast behind.
Scarce thirteen years the chilling winds had blown
Since Houlan gave his first born to her lord,
Yet even now his childhood days had flown,
No longer was he Houlan's cherished ward,
But by Yesukai's side he proudly rode,
The master of his arrows and his spear,
A tall and clear eyed youth, whose mein forebode
The future ruler who should know no fear.
Thus with Yesukai, riding on foray,
He halted at a friendly yurt one day
Where fair young Bourtai flashed her eyes of gray.
While Timujin was held by love's sweet sway
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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