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Many ages ago near the high Hartz there dwelt	A
A rude race of blood loving giants who felt	A
No joy but the fierce one which Carnage bestows	B
When her foul lips are clogged with the blood of her foes	B
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And fiercer and bolder than all of the rest	C
Was Bohdo their chieftain 'twas strange that a breast	C
Which nothing like kindness or pity might move	D
Should glow with the warmth and the rapture of love	E
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Yet he loved and the pale mountain monarch's fair child	F
Was the maid of his heart but tho' burning and wild	F
Was the love that he bore her it won no return	G
And the flame that consumed him was answered with scorn	H
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Now the lady is gone with her steed to the plain	I
Save the falcon and hound there is none in her train	I
She needs none to guide or to guard her from harm	J
There's no fear in her heart there is strength in her arm	J
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From her white wrist unhooded her falcon she threw	K
Her bow like Diana the huntress she drew	K
And fleet as the fetterless bird swept the sky	L
So on her proud steed swept the fair lady by	L
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See how her eye sparkles and how her cheek glows	B
As onward so fearless and proudly she goes	B
With her locks streaming back like a banner of gold	M
Were she not say a bride meet for Nimrod of old	M
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And he saw her the chief from his tower afar	N
As she glanced o'er the earth like some wandering star	N
And he swore she should come in that tower to dwell	O
Or his soul be a prize to the spirits of hell	O
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His war horse he mounted and swift as the shoot	P
Of the night gathered meteor he sped in pursuit	P
Breathing out as he went mad with love and with hate	Q
Bitter curse upon curse against heaven and fate	Q
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Urging on his fleet courser with spur and with rein	I
He swept o'er the earth as the storm sweeps the plain	I
And the fair lady knew by the gleam of his shield	R
It was Bohdo the scourge of the red battle field	R
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Then spurred she her steed over valley and hill	S
Over rock marsh and moor over river and rill	S
Yet still her eye sparkled and still her cheek glowed	T
As onward so fleetly and bravely she rode	T
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Thus over Thuringia sped she away	U
With the speed of the hawk when he darts on his prey	U
Or an arrow let loose from a warrior's bow	V
When it speeds with sure aim to the heart of his foe	W
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Then the Hartz the wild Hartz the terrific the proud	X
Where the mist spirit dwells in his palace of cloud	X
Where the evil ones gather in envious wrath	Y
To blight and to blast towered up in her path	Y
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Still her cheek kept its glow still her eye flashed in pride	Z
As onward she flew up the steep mountain side	Z
And fierce as the tempest and fleet as the wind	A2
Stern Bohdo the ruthless still followed behind	A2
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To a fearful abyss whose unhallowed name	B2
By the powers of darkness was given she came	B2
And the whirlpool's wild voice from the dark gulf below	W
Came up like the wail of a soul in its we	C2
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Beyond rose the rocky shelf barren and bare	D2
Beneath lay the whirlpool around her despair	D2
Behind her came one sweeping on in the chase	E2
Whose grasp was more dreaded than death's cold embrace	E2
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Then she called on the spirits who watch round the brave	F2
In peril to nerve to assist and to save	F2
Closed calmly her eyes as one sinking in sleep	G2
And urged her proud steed to the terrible leap	G2
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A moment it paused on the high precipice	H2
Then sprang boldly sprang o'er the frightful abyss	I2
And struck its firm hoof in the rock till the sound	J2
Shook the hills and the sparks flew like lightning around	J2
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And the foot print it left has remained to this day	U
And no rain flood or tempest shall wear it away	U
She was saved the brave Emma was saved but her crown	K2
From her fair brow unloosed in the whirlpool sank down	K2
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On on came the chief in his fierceness and wrath	Y
Nor saw he the wide gulf that yawned in his path	Y
And soon in the depths of its fathomless tide	Z
The warrior and war steed were laid side by side	Z
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And the mountaineer tells how in sullen despair	D2
His ghost imannealed of its sins lingers there	D2
Ever watching pale silent untiring unmoved	L2
The bright golden crown of the maiden he loved	M2
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A diver once lured by the wealth of the prize	N2
Sought out the deep cave where it lay and still lies	N2
And where chained by a spirit breathed spell it shall stay	U
Till the whirlpool and mountain alike pass away	U
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Twice he rose with the crown till its gleaming points blazed	O2
On the eyes of the wondering thousands who gazed	O2
Twice it fell from his grasp and sank quickly again	P2
To the bed where for years undisturbed it had lain	I
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He followed this effort the treasure may earn	G
But vainly they watch who await his return	G
A red hue of blood tinged the deep waters o'er	Q2
But the diver came up from their dark depths no more	R2
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Bohdo This hero as his character is drawn in the original	S2
legend or tradition from which the material of these verses	T2
was taken a tradition which gives the popular account of the	U2
formation of an immense mark or cavity in a rock called the	U2
Rosstrappe or Horse's footstep is worthy of being enrolled	M
among Odin's Berserker	R2
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Nimrod A mighty hunter before the Lord He built Babylon	V2
and founded that royal line which terminated with the death of	E
Sardanapalus whose gentleness and aversion to blood spilling	W2
together with his passion for his Ionian Myrrha cost him an	X2
empire and gained him an immortality	C2
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It was named says the tradition The Devil's dancing place	E2
from the triumph there of the spirits of hell	O

George W. Sands

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