the dawn with Death?"
Lightly answered the Colonel's son: "I hold
by the blood of my clan:
Take up the mare for my father's gift—by God,
she has carried a man!"
The red mare ran to the Colonel's son, and
nuzzled against his breast;
"We be two strong men," said Kamal then,
"but she loveth the younger best.
So she shall go with a lifter's dower, my