The Leap of Roushan Beg Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Mounted on Kyrat strong and fleet,
His chestnut steed with four white feet,
       &nbsp Roushan Beg, called Kurroglou,
Son of the road and bandit chief,
Seeking refuge and relief,
       &nbsp Up the mountain pathway flew.

Such was Kyrat's wondrous speed,
Never yet could any steed
       &nbsp Reach the dust-cloud in his course.
More than maiden, more than wife,
More than gold and next to life
       &nbsp Roushan the Robber loved his horse.

In the land that lies beyond
Erzeroum and Trebizond,
       &nbsp Garden-girt his fortress stood;
Plundered khan, or caravan
Journeying north from Koordistan,
       &nbsp Gave him wealth and wine and food.

Seven hundred and fourscore
Men at arms his livery wore,
       &nbsp Did his bidding night and day.
Now, through regions all unknown,
He was wandering, lost, alone,
       &nbsp Seeking without guide his way.