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"The Song of Bêlit"
(poem)
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Plates
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Conan: Queen of the Black Coast Title Plate
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"... his back against the mast, he heaped
mangled corpses at his feet ... "
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"Wolves of the blue sea, behold ye now
the dance—the mating-dance of Bêlit ... "
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"Better we had cut our
throats than come to this place. It is haunted."
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"Like a true queen she lay, with her plunder
heaped high about her."
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"Then the rest were
on him in a nightmare rush of blazing eyes and dripping fangs."
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"In one mad instant she was there—a tense
white shape, vibrant with love fierce as a she-panther's."
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"She belonged to the sea: to its everlasting
mystery he returned her."
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Edition of 1000 copies.
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Portfolio of seven 11" x 18"
B&W plates on heavy paper, plus a title plate, in a folder
with a wrap-around color illustration, all in an illustrated envelope with
the same illustration as the title plate.
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An "authentication"
sheet and a second page that has an illustration of a flaming ship (from Plate
7) and a poem, "The Song of Bêlit", are also included.
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