Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 21 | 74 | Many were the View more quotes about lamps">lamps, bowls on spears, which burned, and torches, too. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 21 | 71 | "I would speak!" called Svein Blue Tooth, rising to his feet, lifting a horn of mead. |
| 21 | 72 | "Outlawry," said he, "once proclaimed by the hall of Blue Tooth against the person of Ivar Forkbeard, he of Forkbeard's Landfall, is herewith, in this hall, in this place, in the name of Svein Blue Tooth, Jarl of Torvaldsland, lifted!" There was a great cheer. |
| 21 | 73 | "Charges appertaining thereto," roared the Blue Tooth, spilling mead, "are revoked!" There were more cheers among the ashes, the blackened, fallen timbers, of the Blue Tooth's razed hall, amidst which the benches and tables of the feast were set. |
| 21 | 74 | Many were the lamps, bowls on spears, which burned, and torches, too. |
| 21 | 75 | And brightly glowed the long fire in the hall, over which tarsk and bosk, crackling and glistening with hot fat, roasted, turned heavily on spits by eager, laughing bondmaids. |
| 21 | 76 | "Svein Blue Tooth and I," said Ivar Forkbeard, rising, spilling Hilda from his lap, "have had our differences". |
| 21 | 77 | There was much laughter. |
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"I would speak!" called Svein Blue Tooth, rising to his feet, lifting a horn of mead.
"Outlawry," said he, "once proclaimed by the hall of Blue Tooth against the person of Ivar Forkbeard, he of Forkbeard's Landfall, is herewith, in this hall, in this place, in the name of Svein Blue Tooth, Jarl of Torvaldsland, lifted!" There was a great cheer.
"Charges appertaining thereto," roared the Blue Tooth, spilling mead, "are revoked!" There were more cheers among the ashes, the blackened, fallen timbers, of the Blue Tooth's razed hall, amidst which the benches and tables of the feast were set.
Many were the lamps, bowls on spears, which burned, and torches, too.
And brightly glowed the long fire in the hall, over which tarsk and bosk, crackling and glistening with hot fat, roasted, turned heavily on spits by eager, laughing bondmaids.
"Svein Blue Tooth and I," said Ivar Forkbeard, rising, spilling Hilda from his lap, "have had our differences".
There was much laughter.
- (Marauders of Gor)