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Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)

I have found it at the tables of sword companions and in the clash of the metals of war, in the touch of a girl's lips and hair, in the blood of a sleen, in the sands and chains of Tharna, in the scent of talenders and the hiss of the whip. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #126)
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26 126 I have found it at the tables of sword companions and in the clash of the metals of war, in the touch of a girl's lips and hair, in the blood of a sleen, in the sands and chains of Tharna, in the scent of talenders and the hiss of the whip.

Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)

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26 123 And on this barbaric world I have seen it in all its beauty and cruelty, in all its glory and sadness.
26 124 I have learned that it is splendid and fearful and priceless.
26 125 I have seen it in the vanished towers of Ko-ro-ba and in the flight of a tarn, in the movements of a beautiful woman, in the gleam of weaponry, in the sound of tarn drums and the crash of thunder over green fields.
26 126 I have found it at the tables of sword companions and in the clash of the metals of war, in the touch of a girl's lips and hair, in the blood of a sleen, in the sands and chains of Tharna, in the scent of talenders and the hiss of the whip.
26 127 I am grateful to the immortal elements which have so conspired that I might once be.
26 128 I was Tarl Cabot, Warrior of Ko-ro-ba.
26 129 That not even the Priest-Kings of Gor can change.
And on this barbaric world I have seen it in all its beauty and cruelty, in all its glory and sadness. I have learned that it is splendid and fearful and priceless. I have seen it in the vanished towers of Ko-ro-ba and in the flight of a tarn, in the movements of a beautiful woman, in the gleam of weaponry, in the sound of tarn drums and the crash of thunder over green fields. I have found it at the tables of sword companions and in the clash of the metals of war, in the touch of a girl's lips and hair, in the blood of a sleen, in the sands and chains of Tharna, in the scent of talenders and the hiss of the whip. I am grateful to the immortal elements which have so conspired that I might once be. I was Tarl Cabot, Warrior of Ko-ro-ba. That not even the Priest-Kings of Gor can change. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 26)