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Amra, Vol 2, No 8
Amra, Vol 2, No 8
Amra, Vol 2, No 8
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Amra, Vol 2, No 8

By George H. Scithers (Editor)

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George Scithers published AMRA, a leading sword and sorcery fanzine, beginning in 1959. The term "swords and sorcery" first appeared there, and AMRA became a leading proponent of the subgenre. Several of the articles originally published in AMRA were later re-printed as part of two volumes about Conan the Barbarian, which Scithers co-edited with L. Sprague de Camp. Contributors to the magazine included all the leading fantasists of the day: Poul Anderson, L. Sprague de Camp, Fritz Leiber, and many more.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherWildside Press
Release dateMar 26, 2018
ISBN9781479437504
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    Amra, Vol 2, No 8 - George H. Scithers

    The Gray Mouser : 1

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    The city lifts black roof-shields toward the stars

    And shuts the jungle out with mortised stones

    And seals the scent of flowers in glass jars

    And locks Earth’s secrets up in brass-clasped tomes.

    No satyr may live there, no faun survive

    The stench and clangor of each crowded street.

    The white-fanged beasts of night cannot contrive

    To gnaw an entrance through its black concrete.

    Yet ‘mongst the gargoyles on the slated roofs

    One gray-masked face peers down with living grin

    That mocks the scurry of the city’s floor.

    Two gray-gloved hands tease ope’ the library’s door

    And break the ponderous books and scribble in

    Footnotes that give the lie to all proud proofs.

    -- Fritz Leiber

    The Gray Mouser: 2

    figure

    Soft-sandaled feet press lightly on the stones

    That cobble Lankhmar’s mazy alleyways;

    A grayish cloak melts in the river mist

    That billowing with many a darting

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