ISBN: 1236285964

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: RareBooksClub], BOOKS GROUP,SUBJECTS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 50 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may h… Plus…

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: RareBooksClub], BOOKS GROUP,SUBJECTS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 50 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: . . . strive, Twas only by favour of mine, quoth he, ye rode so long alive: There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low, The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row: If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high, The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly. Lightly answered the Colonels son: Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackals meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be fair, --thy brethren wait to sup, The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, --howl, dog, and call them up! And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack, Give me my fathers mare again, and Ill fight my own way back! Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet. No talk shall be of dogs, said he, when wolf and grey wolf meet. May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death Lightly answered the Colonels son: I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my fathers gift--by God, she has carried a man! The red mare ran to the Colonels son, and nuzzled against his breast; We be two strong men, said Kamal then, but she loveth the younger best. So she s. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.<

2012, ISBN: 1236285964

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing… Plus…

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: .strive, Twas only by favour of mine, quoth he, ye rode so long alive: There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low, The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row: If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high, The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly. Lightly answered the Colonel s son: Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackal s meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be fair, --thy brethren wait to sup, The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, --howl, dog, and call them up! And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack, Give me my father s mare again, and I ll fight my own way back! Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet. No talk shall be of dogs, said he, when wolf and grey wolf meet. May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death? Lightly answered the Colonel s son: I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my father s gift--by God, she has carried a man! The red mare ran to the Colonel s son, and nuzzled against his breast; We be two strong men, said Kamal then, but she loveth the younger best. So she s.<

2012, ISBN: 1236285964

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing … Plus…

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: .strive, Twas only by favour of mine, quoth he, ye rode so long alive: There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low, The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row: If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high, The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly. Lightly answered the Colonel s son: Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackal s meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be fair, --thy brethren wait to sup, The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, --howl, dog, and call them up! And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack, Give me my father s mare again, and I ll fight my own way back! Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet. No talk shall be of dogs, said he, when wolf and grey wolf meet. May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death? Lightly answered the Colonel s son: I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my father s gift--by God, she has carried a man! The red mare ran to the Colonel s son, and nuzzled against his breast; We be two strong men, said Kamal then, but she loveth the younger best. So she s.<

2012, ISBN: 1236285964

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers … Plus…

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: .strive, Twas only by favour of mine, quoth he, ye rode so long alive: There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low, The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row: If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high, The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly. Lightly answered the Colonel s son: Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackal s meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be fair, --thy brethren wait to sup, The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, --howl, dog, and call them up! And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack, Give me my father s mare again, and I ll fight my own way back! Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet. No talk shall be of dogs, said he, when wolf and grey wolf meet. May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death? Lightly answered the Colonel s son: I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my father s gift--by God, she has carried a man! The red mare ran to the Colonel s son, and nuzzled against his breast; We be two strong men, said Kamal then, but she loveth the younger best. So she s.<

2012, ISBN: 1236285964

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers c… Plus…

[EAN: 9781236285966], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: .strive, Twas only by favour of mine, quoth he, ye rode so long alive: There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low, The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row: If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high, The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly. Lightly answered the Colonel s son: Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackal s meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be fair, --thy brethren wait to sup, The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, --howl, dog, and call them up! And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack, Give me my father s mare again, and I ll fight my own way back! Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet. No talk shall be of dogs, said he, when wolf and grey wolf meet. May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death? Lightly answered the Colonel s son: I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my father s gift--by God, she has carried a man! The red mare ran to the Colonel s son, and nuzzled against his breast; We be two strong men, said Kamal then, but she loveth the younger best. So she s.<