Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 21 | 229 | I felt the sword in my hand, brought to me by Ho-Tu, the sword I had carried in the siege of Ar, years before, which I had taken to Tharna, which I had carried to the very nest of Priest-Kings, which had been with me on the vast, southern prairies of Gor, and which I had brought once more to the gates of Glorious Ar months before. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 21 | 226 | He who is a Singer must sing; he who weaves the beautiful rugs of Ar or Tor must weave; the Physician must heal; the Builder build; the Merchant buy and sell; and the Warrior must fight. |
| 21 | 227 | The steel struck my own and I parried the blow, moving the blade aside easily. |
| 21 | 228 | I saw the Taurentian step back, could sense his surprise. |
| 21 | 229 | I felt the sword in my hand, brought to me by Ho-Tu, the sword I had carried in the siege of Ar, years before, which I had taken to Tharna, which I had carried to the very nest of Priest-Kings, which had been with me on the vast, southern prairies of Gor, and which I had brought once more to the gates of Glorious Ar months before. |
| 21 | 230 | Then the Taurentian struck again and again I moved his steel to one side. |
| 21 | 231 | He then stood back, stunned, and withdrew a step, and put himself at the ready. |
| 21 | 232 | The crowd cried out, confused, not understanding, then angry. |
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He who is a Singer must sing; he who weaves the beautiful rugs of Ar or Tor must weave; the Physician must heal; the Builder build; the Merchant buy and sell; and the Warrior must fight.
The steel struck my own and I parried the blow, moving the blade aside easily.
I saw the Taurentian step back, could sense his surprise.
I felt the sword in my hand, brought to me by Ho-Tu, the sword I had carried in the siege of Ar, years before, which I had taken to Tharna, which I had carried to the very nest of Priest-Kings, which had been with me on the vast, southern prairies of Gor, and which I had brought once more to the gates of Glorious Ar months before.
Then the Taurentian struck again and again I moved his steel to one side.
He then stood back, stunned, and withdrew a step, and put himself at the ready.
The crowd cried out, confused, not understanding, then angry.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 21)