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| 12 | 89 | "The Caste of Poets is not so bad," I said to Linna. |
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| 12 | 86 | Poets, on the View more quotes about whole">whole, did not live well on Gor, but they never starved, were never forced to burn the robes of their caste. |
| 12 | 87 | Some had even sung their way from city to city, their poverty protecting them from outlaws, and their luck from the predatory beasts of Gor. |
| 12 | 88 | Nine cities, long after his death, claimed the man who, centuries ago, had called Ko-ro-ba the Towers of the Morning. |
| 12 | 89 | "The Caste of Poets is not so bad," I said to Linna. |
| 12 | 90 | "Of course not," she said, "but they are outlawed in Tharna". |
| 12 | 91 | "Oh," I said. |
| 12 | 92 | "Nonetheless," she said, her eyes happy, "this man, Andreas, of the Desert City of Tor, crept into the city—looking for a song, he said". |