Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 55 | His neck straightened and his wings suddenly cracked like whips in the sky; his eyes became fiery and his every bone and muscle seemed to leap with power. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 52 | That they had not been seemed astounding to me. |
| 4 | 53 | I shouted to my tarn, in Gorean and in English. |
| 4 | 54 | "Har-ta! Har-ta! Faster! Faster!" The great bird seemed to sense what I intended, or perhaps it was merely his sudden realization that the other tarn was in the lead, but a remarkable transformation swept over my sable, plumed steed. |
| 4 | 55 | His neck straightened and his wings suddenly cracked like whips in the sky; his eyes became fiery and his every bone and muscle seemed to leap with power. |
| 4 | 56 | In a dizzying minute or two we had passed the Older Tarl, to his amazement, and had settled again in a flurry of wings on the top of the cylinder from which we had departed a few minutes before. |
| 4 | 57 | "By the beards of the Priest-Kings," roared the Older Tarl as he brought his bird to the roof, "that is a tarn of tarns!" The tarns, released, winged their way back to the tarn cots, and the Older Tarl and I descended to my apartment. |
| 4 | 58 | He was bursting with pride. |
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That they had not been seemed astounding to me.
I shouted to my tarn, in Gorean and in English.
"Har-ta! Har-ta! Faster! Faster!" The great bird seemed to sense what I intended, or perhaps it was merely his sudden realization that the other tarn was in the lead, but a remarkable transformation swept over my sable, plumed steed.
His neck straightened and his wings suddenly cracked like whips in the sky; his eyes became fiery and his every bone and muscle seemed to leap with power.
In a dizzying minute or two we had passed the Older Tarl, to his amazement, and had settled again in a flurry of wings on the top of the cylinder from which we had departed a few minutes before.
"By the beards of the Priest-Kings," roared the Older Tarl as he brought his bird to the roof, "that is a tarn of tarns!" The tarns, released, winged their way back to the tarn cots, and the Older Tarl and I descended to my apartment.
He was bursting with pride.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 4)