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Saturday, May 12, 2012

24 The Khan's Canticles

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I heard a curse from a lower beast :
I heard his whip lash crack like shot :

I watched and heard till my heart was sore,
And all the blood in my veins was hot.

Thou wretch with the whip, remember this,
Remember, thou knight of the curse and rod

The voiceless cry of a stricken beast
Is heard by the pitying ears of God.
Robert Kirkland Kernighan
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