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When Bahram rode to the chase	A
Then saw ye his soul's delight	B
Full on his kingly face	A
Who could his steed outpace	A
He swooped like a falcon's flight	B
Like a sunbeam that strikes from a cloud	C
Exulting and eager browed	C
So rode he his reckless race	A
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Bright flashed the pools at morn	D
And the sun o'er the mountains burned	E
And gilded the antelope's horn	D
In the plain and the wild ass in scorn	D
Of the hunter the hard soil spurned	E
Snuffing the wind most fleet	F
Of quarries the beat of whose feet	F
Is music to kings' ears borne	D
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Bahram smiled as he rode	G
On the gold bright sands debonair	H
Was his look and his glad voice flowed	G
White was the horse he bestrode	G
And over his black beard and hair	H
The white furred cap on his head	I
Was hung with tassels of red	I
On his mantle a gold sun glowed	G
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And round him glittering gay	J
Rode princes and lords he turned	E
To each with a word to say	J
In his royal courtesy nay	J
Not a heart but joyously burned	E
To be near to a heart so great	K
And was fain to be proved its mate	K
In a glorious deed this day	J
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But the king's men shouted for lo	L
The wild ass afar they espied	J
In the shallowing valley below	L
Where bright springs fathomless flow	L
He was shaking his neck in pride	J
And his heels the dust upthrew	H
Then Bahram shot forth to pursue	M
As a bolt that is shot from a bow	N
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The princes of Persia spurred	J
But he left them all this day	J
There was neither second nor third	J
To the king Now a startled bird	J
From the low thicket fluttered away	J
Then the plain smoked up in a cloud	J
Behind them and thundered aloud	J
Yet never the king they neared	J
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Swifter the wild ass fled	J
But swifter the king came nigher	H
Wherever those fleet heels led	J
Now soft upon mosses he sped	J
Now the hoofs upon stone struck fire	H
Till the wild ass turned in his fear	H
For an instant and showed him clear	H
The eyeball strained in his head	J
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Then the princes shouted as one	O
For they heard the king's glad shout	J
And saw his spear raised in the sun	O
And the light o'er the long shaft run	O
As they looked for the steel to flash out	J
On a sudden the place was bare	H
Bahram was no more there	H
And the wild ass galloped alone	P
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Pale they spurred o'er the ground	J
Then reined in close with a cry	H
Gazing in terror around	J
Neither king nor horse they found	J
But before them laughed to the sky	H
A pool of springs that well	Q
From the streams under earth and swell	Q
Through her secret caverns profound	J
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The women of Ctesiphon wail	R
And the young men cry in the street	J
No more now in the Vale	R
Of Heroes shall Bahram hail	R
His quarry of glancing feet	J
No more shall his voice delight	J
Our hearts through the battle and smite	J
The ranks of the Tartar pale ''	-
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The mother of Bahram hath made	J
Amid pillars his empty tomb	S
Of porphyry jasper and jade	J
Clear gums in fire she hath frayed	J
To cloud it in idle fume	S
Not riches from isles of the dawn	T
Nor spices from far Damaun	T
Lure hither the strong winged shade	J
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Tomb nor prison shall tame	U
Bahram the hunter's soul	V
As of old to the chase he came	U
He is turned not aside from his aim	U
He is mixed with the streams that roll	V
Unending as man's desire	H
That shall not abate of its fire	H
Till the whole world crumble in flame	U

Robert Laurence Binyon

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