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 Thus came the sickness to Er-Heb, and slew Ten men, strong men, and of the women four; And the Red Horse went hillward with the dawn, But near the cattle- troughs his hoof-print lay.

That night, the slow mists of the evening dropped, Dropped as a cloth upon the dead, but rose A little higher, to a young girl's height; Till all the valley glittered like a lake, Beneath the moonlight, filled with sluggish mist.

That night, the Red Horse grazed beyond the Dam A stone's-throw from the troughs. Men heard him feed, And those that heard him sickened where they lay. Thus came the sickness to Er-Heb, and slew Of men a score, and of the women eight, And of the children two.

Because the road To Gorukh was a road of enemies, And Ao-Safai was blocked with early snows, We could not flee from out the Valley. Death Smote at us in a slaughter-pen, and Kysh Was mute as Yabosh, though the goats were slain; And the Red Horse grazed nightly by the stream, And later, outward, towards the Unlighted Shrine, And those that heard him sickened where they lay.

Then said Bisesa to the Priests at dusk. When the white mist rose up breast-high, and choked The voices in the houses of the dead:— "Yabosh and Kysh avail not. If the Horse "Reach the Unlighted Shrine we surely die. "Ye have forgotten of all Gods the chief, "Taman!" Here rolled the thunder through the Hill. And Yabosh shook upon his pedestal. "Ye have forgotten of all Gods the chief