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African Lion attacks Don Jose

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 1:51 pm    Post subject: African Lion attacks Don Jose Reply with quote

My dad is 93 years old. When he was a child, in the early 1930's, he memorized a poem that he found in a book that his father owned. I would like to find the poem in print and if anyone recognizes it I would be very grateful. Here is part of the poem that he remembers:


But when I heard Egyptia’s cursed kiss
And saw her snaky, curly arms around Don Jose’s neck
And heard him swear by the Egyptian gods
That he was hers and hers alone,
“Sic, sic upon them” Zock I cried
With all my wildcat nature, boiling, seething, hissing hot,
Through all my veins,
Hissing through my lips and brain.
“Sic sic upon them Zock” I cried
And urged my African lion on.
Zock sprang and bore Don Jose to the ground.
“Back Zock, back” I cried in vain,
In vain I cried through the glare of the storm.
Lo, Egyptia has seized Don Jose’s dirk,
Quickly it falls across my African lion’s eyes.
Zock reluctantly releases his weakened hold
And sneaks away with hurt blood blinded eyes.
Egyptia and Don Jose flee toward the sea,
thank heaven they reach the cliffs, now disappear.
Why, Zock, how you startle me,
How you glare, how you stare.
Ha! Now I know, Zock is mad,
Hungry with the taste of Don Jose’s blood.
My African lion now returns eager for mine own.
Twice, thrice, my good steel pierces the foaming, raging lion.
Backward toward the sea I fight my horrible way.
Thank Heaven I reach the cliff.
Thrice with my stiletto do I cut the monster down,
And then with a prayer to the Christian gods,
Far out I dive into the roaring sea.
Zock’s eyes like twin danger signs or twinkling campfires,
With a roaring rage far out he leaps.
But the Christian gods were kind to me
For even as Zock sprang some hunter’s gun spake,
And Zock from the sea will never awake.
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