Excerpts from the Book 'The Ship Of Ishtar':

... twinkling black eyes dwelt upon the crescented woman with frank admiration. From the lobes of his outstanding ears hung disks of hammered gold. The ...
... open. Upon its threshold stood the woman called Sharane. Her glance swept him then darted to the black deck. He followed it. The beater of the serpent ...
... to her feet. I am a woman, then? she cried triumphantly. A woman-and alive? A woman! he answered thickly, his whole body quivering toward her. ...
... freedom. I will give you honors and wealth in Emakhtila, where we shall sail as soon as you have done my bidding. There you shall have priesthood and ...
... brother, said Sigurd. It was a warlock horn. A horn of sleep. It blew sleep through us as the storm wind blows the spray through a sail. It turned ...
... slowly the feathered trees brushed the deck. The ship slipped into the mouth of a glen at whose end a cataract dropped rain of pearl into a golden ferned pool. ...
... I could search further, went on Gigi, hurriedly, word came to me that one who loved me-a princess,-was on her way to Nineveh to see me. Shame was mine ...
... lifted high on the shoulders of Gigi and the Persian. Hail! cried Gigi. Hail! Master of the ship! Master of the ship! shouted the Persian. Master ...
... them upward. They lifted white arms and brown arms, arms shell pink and arms pale amber, beckoning to the rushing, sea-born men-at-arms. Their eyes ...
... pointed to the north. And as he looked it seemed to him that the little blue needle spun in its scarlet pool and lay parallel with the greater one-both pointing ...
... straight to the city. But we may be close upon the mounts. Check the oarsmen. Slower went the ship, and slower, feeling her way through the mists. ...
... thirst, grunted Sigurd. Why do we stand here? Let us be going. And Kenton realized that this pageant of past ages could be no strange thing to these ...
... along the right wall another bow string sang an arrow whittled across the room. The shaft cleft the heart of the first archer. Before his body touched ...
... golden censers and chanting as they walked. The soldiers formed a wide arc before the altar. The priests were silent upon a somber chord. They ...
... and ran down the passageway it had barred. Two flames burned in him as he raced along that passage-white flame of love for his woman, black flame of hate ...
... and tore the golden helm of his god from his head, hurled sword away, ripped off buckler and cloak- No! Not one kiss for Bel! Not one heart beat ...
... against the golden roped rail -a barricade. Go Sigurd, cried Kenton. Wait for us by the woods. I fight here with Zubran. The Persian looked at him, ...
... them they gave Sharane and they carried their mistress into her cabin and ministered to her. Now arose discussion as to whether they should stay hid until the ...
... most certainly could not be a goddess-nor until I came into this world have I had any conscious experience with either. Yet, speaking as a man, even ...
... face smiled up at them, peace upon it and a great happiness. Mr. John! wept old Jevins, and kneeling lifted the head in his arms. What's he got in ...