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Conan is one of the greatest fictional heroes ever created– a swordsman who cuts a swath across the lands of the Hyborian Age, facing powerful sorcerers, deadly creatures, and ruthless armies of thieves and reavers.

“Between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities . . . there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars. . . . Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand . . . to tread
the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet.”

In a meteoric career that spanned a mere twelve years before his tragic suicide, Robert E. Howard single-handedly invented the genre that came to be called sword and sorcery. Collected in this volume, profusely illustrated by artist Mark Schultz, are Howard’s first thirteen Conan stories, appearing in their original versions–in some cases for the first time in more than seventy years–and in the order Howard wrote them. Along with classics of dark fantasy like “The Tower of the Elephant” and swashbuckling adventure like “Queen of the Black Coast,” The Coming of Conan the Cimmerian contains a wealth of material never before published in the United States, including the first submitted draft of Conan’s debut, “Phoenix on the Sword,” Howard’s synopses for “The Scarlet Citadel” and “Black Colossus,” and a map of Conan’s world drawn by the author himself.

Here are timeless tales featuring Conan the raw and dangerous youth, Conan the daring thief, Conan the swashbuckling pirate, and Conan the commander of armies. Here, too, is an unparalleled glimpse into the mind of a genius whose bold storytelling style has been imitated by many, yet equaled by none.

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“Howard’s writing seems so highly charged that it nearly gives off sparks.” —Stephen King

“I adore these books. Howard had a gritty, vibrant style–broadsword writing that cut its way to the heart, with heroes who are truly larger than life. I heartily recommend them to anyone who loves fantasy.” —David Gemmell, author of Legend and White Wolf

“The voice of Robert E. Howard still resonates after decades with readers– equal parts ringing steel, thunderous horse hooves, and spattered blood. Far from being a stereotype, his creation of Conan is the high heroic adventurer. His raw muscle and sinews, boiling temper, and lusty
laughs are the gauge by which all modern heroes must be measured.” —Eric Nyulnd, author of Halo: The Fall of Reach and Signal to Noise

“That teller of marvelous tales, Robert Howard, did indeed create a giant [Conan] in whose shadow other ‘hero tales’ must stand.” –John Jakes, New York Times bestselling author of the North and South trilogy

“For stark, living fear . . . What other writer is even in the running with Robert E. Howard?” —H. P. Lovecraft

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?Between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities . . . there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars. . . . Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand . . . to tread
the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet.?

Conan is one of the greatest fictional heroes ever created?a swordsman who cuts a swath across the lands of the Hyborian Age, facing powerful sorcerers, deadly creatures, and ruthless armies of thieves and reavers.

In a meteoric career that spanned a mere twelve years before his tragic suicide, Robert E. Howard single-handedly invented the genre that came to be called sword and sorcery. Collected in this volume, profusely illustrated by artist Mark Schultz, are Howard?s first thirteen Conan stories, appearing in their original versions?in some cases for the first time in more than seventy years?and in the order Howard wrote them. Along with classics of dark fantasy like ?The Tower of the Elephant? and swashbuckling adventure like ?Queen of the Black Coast,? The Coming of Conan the Cimmerian contains a wealth of material never before published in the United States, including the first submitted draft of Conan?s debut, ?Phoenix on the Sword,? Howard?s synopses for ?The Scarlet Citadel? and ?Black Colossus,? and a map of Conan?s world drawn by the author himself.

Here are timeless tales featuring Conan the raw and dangerous youth, Conan the daring thief, Conan the swashbuckling pirate, and Conan the commander of armies. Here, too, is an unparalleled glimpse into the mind of a genius whose bold storytelling style has been imitated by many, yet equaled by none.

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""Between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities . . . there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars. . . . Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand . . . to tread
the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."
Conan is one of the greatest fictional heroes ever created-a swordsman who cuts a swath across the lands of the Hyborian Age, facing powerful sorcerers, deadly creatures, and ruthless armies of thieves and reavers.
In a meteoric career that spanned a mere twelve years before his tragic suicide, Robert E. Howard single-handedly invented the genre that came to be called sword and sorcery. Collected in this volume, profusely illustrated by artist Mark Schultz, are Howard''s first thirteen Conan stories, appearing in their original versions-in some cases for the first time in more than seventy years-and in the order Howard wrote them. Along with classics of dark fantasy like "The Tower of the Elephant" and swashbuckling adventure like "Queen of the Black Coast," "The Coming of Conan "the Cimmerian contains a wealth of material never before published in the United States, including the first submitted draft of Conan''s debut, "Phoenix on the Sword," Howard''s synopses for "The Scarlet Citadel" and "Black Colossus," and a map of Conan''s world drawn by the author himself.
Here are timeless tales featuring Conan the raw and dangerous youth, Conan the daring thief, Conan the swashbuckling pirate, and Conan the commander of armies. Here, too, is an unparalleled glimpse into the mind of a genius whose bold storytelling style has beenimitated by many, yet equaled by none.

About the Author

Robert E. Howard is one of the most prolific short story writers in American history, and has created such beloved characters as Conan the Barbarian, Kull of Atlantis, Soloman Kane, Bran Mak Morn, El Borak, and Dark Agnès de Chastillon. He tragically passed away in 1936.

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Cimmeria


Written in Mission, Texas, February, 1932; suggested by the memory of the hill-country above Fredericksburg seen in a mist of winter rain.

Robert E. Howard


Cimmeria


I remember

The dark woods, masking slopes of sombre hills;

The grey clouds'' leaden everlasting arch;

The dusky streams that flowed without a sound,

And the lone winds that whispered down the passes.



Vista on vista marching, hills on hills,

Slope beyond slope, each dark with sullen trees,

Our gaunt land lay. So when a man climbed up

A rugged peak and gazed, his shaded eye

Saw but the endless vista - hill on hill,

Slope beyond slope, each hooded like its brothers.



It was a gloomy land that seemed to hold

All winds and clouds and dreams that shun the sun,

With bare boughs rattling in the lonesome winds,

And the dark woodlands brooding over all,

Not even lightened by the rare dim sun

Which made squat shadows out of men; they called it

Cimmeria, land of Darkness and deep Night.



It was so long ago and far away

I have forgot the very name men called me.

The axe and flint-tipped spear are like a dream,

And hunts and wars are shadows. I recall

Only the stillness of that sombre land;

The clouds that piled forever on the hills,

The dimness of the everlasting woods.

Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.



Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills,

To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun,

How many deaths shall serve to break at last

This heritage which wraps me in the grey

Apparel of ghosts? I search my heart and find

Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.

The Phoenix on the Sword

The Phoenix on the Sword



"Know, oh prince, that between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities, and the years of the rise of the Sons of Aryas, there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars - Nemedia, Ophir, Brythunia, Hyperborea, Zamora with its dark-haired women and towers of spider-haunted mystery, Zingara with its chivalry, Koth that bordered on the pastoral lands of Shem, Stygia with its shadow-guarded tombs, Hyrkania whose riders wore steel and silk and gold. But the proudest kingdom of the world was Aquilonia, reigning supreme in the dreaming west. Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."

- The Nemedian Chronicles.



Over shadowy spires and gleaming towers lay the ghostly darkness and silence that runs before dawn. Into a dim alley, one of a veritable labyrinth of mysterious winding ways, four masked figures came hurriedly from a door which a dusky hand furtively opened. They spoke not but went swiftly into the gloom, cloaks wrapped closely about them; as silently as the ghosts of murdered men they disappeared in the darkness. Behind them a sardonic countenance was framed in the partly opened door; a pair of evil eyes glittered malevolently in the gloom.

"Go into the night, creatures of the night," a voice mocked. "Oh, fools, your doom hounds your heels like a blind dog, and you know it not."

The speaker closed the door and bolted it, then turned and went up the corridor, candle in hand. He was a somber giant, whose dusky skin revealed his Stygian blood. He came into an inner chamber, where a tall, lean man in worn velvet lounged like a great lazy cat on a silken couch, sipping wine from a huge golden goblet.

"Well, Ascalante," said the Stygian, setting down the candle, "your dupes have slunk into the streets like rats from their burrows. You work with strange tools."

"Tools?" replied Ascalante. "Why, they consider me that. For months now, ever since the Rebel Four summoned me from the southern desert, I have been living in the very heart of my enemies, hiding by day in this obscure house, skulking through dark alleys and darker corridors at night. And I have accomplished what those rebellious nobles could not. Working through them, and through other agents, many of whom have never seen my face, I have honeycombed the empire with sedition and unrest. In short I, working in the shadows, have paved the downfall of the king who sits throned in the sun. By Mitra, I was a statesman before I was an outlaw."

"And these dupes who deem themselves your masters?"

"They will continue to think that I serve them, until our present task is completed. Who are they to match wits with Ascalante? Volmana, the dwarfish count of Karaban; Gromel, the giant commander of the Black Legion; Dion, the fat baron of Attalus; Rinaldo, the hare-brained minstrel. I am the force which has welded together the steel in each, and by the clay in each, I will crush them when the time comes. But that lies in the future; tonight the king dies."

"Days ago I saw the imperial squadrons ride from the city," said the Stygian.

"They rode to the frontier which the heathen Picts assail - thanks to the strong liquor which I''ve smuggled over the borders to madden them. Dion''s great wealth made that possible. And Volmana made it possible to dispose of the rest of the imperial troops which remained in the city. Through his princely kin in Nemedia, it was easy to persuade King Numa to request the presence of Count Trocero of Poitain, seneschal of Aquilonia; and of course, to do him honor, he''ll be accompanied by an imperial escort, as well as his own troops, and Prospero, King Conan''s right-hand man. That leaves only the king''s personal bodyguard in the city--besides the Black Legion. Through Gromel I''ve corrupted a spendthrift officer of that guard, and bribed him to lead his men away from the king''s door at midnight.

"Then, with sixteen desperate rogues of mine, we enter the palace by a secret tunnel. After the deed is done, even if the people do not rise to welcome us, Gromel''s Black Legion will be sufficient to hold the city and the crown."

"And Dion thinks that crown will be given to him?"

"Yes. The fat fool claims it by reason of a trace of royal blood. Conan makes a bad mistake in letting men live who still boast descent from the old dynasty, from which he tore the crown of Aquilonia.

"Volmana wishes to be reinstated in royal favor as he was under the old regime, so that he may lift his poverty-ridden estates to their former grandeur. Gromel hates Pallantides, commander of the Black Dragons, and desires the command of the whole army, with all the stubbornness of the Bossonian. Alone of us all, Rinaldo has no personal ambition. He sees in Conan a red-handed, rough-footed barbarian who came out of the north to plunder a civilized land. He idealizes the king whom Conan killed to get the crown, remembering only that he occasionally patronized the arts, and forgetting the evils of his reign, and he is making the people forget. Already they openly sing The Lament for the King in which Rinaldo lauds the sainted villain and denounces Conan as ''that black-hearted savage from the abyss.'' Conan laughs, but the people snarl."

"Why does he hate Conan?"

"Poets always hate those in power. To them perfection is always just behind the last corner, or beyond the next. They escape the present in dreams of the past and future. Rinaldo is a flaming torch of idealism, rising, as he thinks, to overthrow a tyrant and liberate the people. As for me - well, a few months ago I had lost all ambition but to raid the caravans for the rest of my life; now old dreams stir. Conan will die; Dion will mount the throne. Then he, too, will die. One by one, all who oppose me will die - by fire, or steel, or those deadly wines you know so well how to brew. Ascalante, king of Aquilonia! How like you the sound of it?"

The Stygian shrugged his broad shoulders.

"There was a time," he said with unconcealed bitterness, "when I, too, had my ambitions, beside which yours seem tawdry and childish. To what a state I have fallen! My old-time peers and rivals would stare indeed could they see Thoth-amon of the Ring serving as the slave of an outlander, and an outlaw at that; and aiding in the petty ambitions of barons and kings!"

"You laid your trust in magic and mummery," answered Ascalante carelessly. "I trust my wits and my sword."

"Wits and swords are as straws against the wisdom of the Darkness," growled the Stygian, his dark eyes flickering with menacing lights and shadows. "Had I not lost the Ring, our positions might be reversed."

"Nevertheless," answered the outlaw impatiently, "you wear the stripes of my whip on your back, and are likely to continue to wear them."

"Be not so sure!" the fiendish hatred of the Stygian glittered for an instant redly in his eyes. "Some day, somehow, I will find the Ring again, and when I do, by the serpent-fangs of Set, you shall pay -"



The hot-tempered Aquilonian started up and struck him heavily across the mouth. Thoth reeled back, blood starting from his lips.

"You grow over-bold, dog," growled the outlaw. "Have a care; I am still your master who knows your dark secret. Go upon the housetops and shout that Ascalante is in the city plotting against the king - if you dare."

"I dare not," muttered the Stygian, wiping the blood from his lips.

"No, you do not dare," Ascalante grinned bleakly. "For if I die by your stealth or treachery, a hermit priest in the southern desert will know of it, and will break the seal of a manuscript I left in his hands. And having read, a word will be whispered in Stygia, and a wind will creep up from the south by midnight. And where will you hide your head, Thoth-amon?"

The slave shuddered and his dusky face went ashen.

"Enough!" Ascalante changed his tone peremptorily. "I have work for you. I do not trust Dion. I bade him ride to his country estate and remain there until the work tonight is done. The fat fool could never conceal his nervousness before the king today. Ride after him, and if you do not overtake him on the road, proceed to his estate and remain with him until we send for him. Don''t let him out of your sight. He is mazed with fear, and might bolt - might even rush to Conan in a panic, and reveal the whole plot, hoping thus to save his own hide. Go!"

The slave bowed, hiding the hate in his eyes, and did as he was bidden. Ascalante turned again to his wine. Over the jeweled spires was rising a dawn crimson as blood.



II



When I was a fighting-man, the kettle-drums they beat,

The people scattered gold-dust before my horse''s feet;

But now I am a great king, the people hound my track

With poison in my wine-cup, and daggers at my back.

- The Road of Kings.



The room was large and ornate, with rich tapestries on the polished-panelled walls, deep rugs on the ivory floor, and with the lofty ceiling adorned with intricate carvings and silver scrollwork. Behind an ivory, gold-inlaid writing-table sat a man whose broad shoulders and sun-browned skin seemed out of place among those luxuriant surroundings. He seemed more a part of the sun and winds and high places of the outlands. His slightest movement spoke of steel-spring muscles knit to a keen brain with the co-ordination of a born fighting-man. There was nothing deliberate or measured about his actions. Either he was perfectly at rest - still as a bronze statue - or else he was in motion, not with the jerky quickness of over-tense

nerves, but with a cat-like speed that blurred the sight which tried to follow him.

His garments were of rich fabric, but simply made. He wore no ring or ornaments, and his square-cut black mane was confined merely by a cloth-of-silver band about his head.

Now he laid down the golden stylus with which he had been laboriously scrawling on waxed papyrus, rested his chin on his fist, and fixed his smoldering blue eyes enviously on the man who stood before him. This person was occupied in his own affairs at the moment, for he was taking up the laces of his gold-chased armor, and abstractedly whistling - a rather unconventional performance, considering that he was in the presence of a king.

"Prospero," said the man at the table, "these matters of statecraft weary me as all the fighting I have done never did."

"All part of the game, Conan," answered the dark-eyed Poitainian. "You are king - you must play the part."

"I wish I might ride with you to Nemedia," said Conan enviously. "It seems ages since I had a horse between my knees - but Publius says that affairs in the city require my presence. Curse him!

"When I overthrew the old dynasty," he continued, speaking with the easy familiarity which existed only between the Poitainian and himself, "it was easy enough, though it seemed bitter hard at the time. Looking back now over the wild path I followed, all those days of toil, intrigue, slaughter and tribulation seem like a dream.

"I did not dream far enough, Prospero. When King Numedides lay dead at my feet and I tore the crown from his gory head and set it on my own, I had reached the ultimate border of my dreams. I had prepared myself to take the crown, not to hold it. In the old free days all I wanted was a sharp sword and a straight path to my enemies. Now no paths are straight and my sword is useless.

"When I overthrew Numedides, then I was the Liberator - now they spit at my shadow. They have put a statue of that swine in the temple of Mitra, and people go and wail before it, hailing it as the holy effigy of a saintly monarch who was done to death by a red-handed barbarian. When I led her armies to victory as a mercenary, Aquilonia overlooked the fact that I was a foreigner, but now she can not forgive me.

"Now in Mitra''s temple there come to burn incense to Numedides'' memory, men whom his hangmen maimed and blinded, men whose sons died in his dungeons, whose wives and daughters were dragged into his seraglio. The fickle fools!"

"Rinaldo is largely responsible," answered Prospero, drawing up his sword-belt another notch. "He sings songs that make men mad. Hang him in his jester''s garb to the highest tower in the city. Let him make rimes for the vultures."

Conan shook his lion head. "No, Prospero, he''s beyond my reach. A great poet is greater than any king. His songs are mightier than my scepter; for he has near ripped the heart from my breast when he chose to sing for me. I shall die and be forgotten, but Rinaldo''s songs will live for ever.

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The best thing to happen to Conan since Frazetta
Reviewed in the United States on February 16, 2014
As far as Howard''s Conan is concerned I''m a purist like most fans. My opinions on L. Sprague de Camp, Frank Frazetta and what the best Conan stories are differ with those of (most) other purists. One point I do agree on enthusiastically: Del Rey releasing, unchanged,... See more
As far as Howard''s Conan is concerned I''m a purist like most fans. My opinions on L. Sprague de Camp, Frank Frazetta and what the best Conan stories are differ with those of (most) other purists. One point I do agree on enthusiastically: Del Rey releasing, unchanged, every Howard Conan story, fragment, poem as well as Howard''s show bible ''The Hyborian Age'' in three companion volumes [THE COMING OF CONAN THE CIMMERIAN, THE BLOODY CROWN OF CONAN and THE CONQUERING SWORD OF CONAN] is the best thing to happen to Conan since Frazetta. THE COMING OF CONAN THE CIMMERIAN celebrates a young American writer never fully recognized for his enormous talent while alive.

Fact: no one wrote the Cimmerian better than his creator Robert E. Howard. Later on a few writers took some fairly informed stabs at continuing his material, most failed. Robert Jordan was the best imitator I read but that''s a slight statement comparing him to Lin Carter and Björn Nyberg''s fan-fic efforts.

L. Sprague de Camp was embarrassingly bad trying to write the character too although I don''t damn the guy like most purists. He may have churned out crappy Conan fare, but he actually edited Howard''s prose quite well, i.e. Treasure of Tranicos gives the largely absent Conan more onstage time, is funnier and more fleshed out than The Black Stranger (not in the book on review). Most important, de Camp went to great lengths to keep Conan in the public eye by getting Howard''s tales reprinted in Gnome Press in the fifties and then in Lancer Books in the sixties. If it wasn''t for de Camp none of us may ever have heard of Bob Howard. I don''t care if de Camp changed story titles, he always told readers the original names anyway; don''t care if he padded the saga for meretricious reasons; and could care less if de Camp (and Glen Lord and Lancer) got rich off Howard''s writing. With Howard long deceased somebody was going to. Readers can''t deny the benefits they''ve reaped from being introduced to Conan.

Frazetta had more to do with Conan''s success in the sixties than de Camp. You had to be there to grasp that. I''d seen Frazetta for years on Ace Book covers and in MAD Magazine and thought highly of his art. But nothing prepared me for Frazetta''s savage vision of the Cimmerian, it was the best art of Frank''s career. Back then I''d buy books with Frazetta covers just for the art and seldom read the book, but when I opened the pages of Conan the Adventurer I realized that just for once the art matched the story. Frazetta is definitely the iconic Conan illustrator but others have done well by the barbarian: Buscema, Alcala, Maroto and I welcome Mark Schultz to those distinguished ranks. I enjoyed his take on Conan in this book a lot, although he''s more clean cut than the Conan in my imagination. The other volumes in this set also have excellent artwork.

I disagree with many about the best stories in THE COMING OF CONAN THE CIMMERIAN. Rogues in the House (Howard paying homage to Poe?) and The Tower of the Elephant (a Cthulhu mythos tale with Conan?) are classics, of course, like The Phoenix on the Sword and The Scarlet Citadel. Black Colossus and Queen of the Black Coast are considered classic Conan too by most, but I never have liked them. I''ve read them a couple times apiece and they just don''t put that stupid grin on my face I get with "formula" pieces like Iron Shadows in the Moon, Xuthal of the Dusk, The Pool of the Black One and The Devil in Iron (stories I''ve reread countless times). If I''m odd man out on that score, so be it. Howard evidently enjoyed presenting Conan through another character''s eyes instead of telling all the stories from Conan''s POV, i.e. Iron Shadows in the Moon is interestingly written in strict third person limited, entirely related from the viewpoint of Olivia, not once is the reader inside Conan''s head. A Witch Shall Be Born (not in this volume) is a variation of this motif.

I''m grateful Del Rey got the unadulterated Howard-and-only-Howard Conan into readers'' hands in these fine collections. Too bad the fiscally challenged Weird Tales didn''t pay Howard the two large they owed him in 1935 or readers might have a couple more Conan novellas the caliber of Red Nails (also not in this volume). And too bad Robert E. Howard got the literary reputation he truly deserved thirty years too late. I''m certainly not as passionate a Conan fan now as I was as a 14-year-old boy staring agog at the cover of Conan the Usurper for the first time in 1967, but reading Howard somehow reminds me of being that kid. And the older I get, the more important that seems to become.
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It''s good
Reviewed in the United States on July 26, 2016
I read all of Howard''s Conan back when I was in high school and loved them. Decided that since it''s getting close to 50 years since then, I might want to reread it since the movie (with Momoa, which is closer to the Conan I''d conjured in my mind from the books, better... See more
I read all of Howard''s Conan back when I was in high school and loved them. Decided that since it''s getting close to 50 years since then, I might want to reread it since the movie (with Momoa, which is closer to the Conan I''d conjured in my mind from the books, better sense of humor then the Schwartzenegger one) had come out. There are a few arguments as to how you ought to read these stories--chronologically by Conan''s life line, chronologically according to how Howard wrote the stories, some other means. I also did''t bother with the Conan knock offs by other authors, went for just the pure Howard stories. This book gives you the background on Conan, his earlier adventures.
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Tony
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A ''must-buy'' for Conan fans!
Reviewed in the United States on August 4, 2017
A fantastic collection of the Conan stories AS THEY WERE ORIGINALLY WRITTEN by Robert E. Howard. Frankly, I found the illustrations a bit lackluster, but honestly, NO ONE could really live up to the jaw-dropping artwork by Frank Frazetta that helped bring back these... See more
A fantastic collection of the Conan stories AS THEY WERE ORIGINALLY WRITTEN by Robert E. Howard. Frankly, I found the illustrations a bit lackluster, but honestly, NO ONE could really live up to the jaw-dropping artwork by Frank Frazetta that helped bring back these stories to the public''s attention in the Lancer/Ace paperback editions (1966-1977)... as a youth I poured over those books, grabbing any I could find at used book stores, and Frazetta''s paintings influenced my own developing artistic talents. I did book reports on Conan books, drawings of barbarians & monsters for school art classes, even sat on the front row at the opening night of "Conan the Barbarian" starring Arnold Schwarzenegger. Just this morning I was playing the online pc game "Age of Conan: Unchained"... Yes, you could say Robert E. Howard''s writings made quite an impression on this young kid from Oklahoma(now a 50 year old grandpa), fueling dreams not of cowboys & Indians, but of swords & sorcery!
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It is not the loincloth that makes the barbarian
Reviewed in the United States on July 21, 2017
“Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet.” The first volume of Del Rey’s... See more
“Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet.”

The first volume of Del Rey’s three-volume collection of Robert E. Howard’s Conan stories is my introduction to Howard and almost my introduction to Conan. The Del Rey editions collect the stories in the order that Howard wrote them rather than by publication date or plot chronology. The first book includes a foreword by Mark Schultz and an introduction by Patrice Louinet. Both are excellent, neither denigrating the source material. Louinet is the editor, and Schultz contributed extensive illustrations (I understand these are missing from the Kindle version). He is no Frazetta—no one is—but I like Schutlz’s artwork a lot, and I find it supplanting Frazetta and the Ah-nold movies in how I picture Conan and his world. They do tend to be a little spoilery. The first volume also includes drafts, synopsizes, and, most notably, Robert E. Howard’s fictional history of the Hyborian Age.

The stories in this volume are shorter than the stories in the other two volumes. I’m not going to review each. They are excellent, but Conan benefits from the longer stories in the other two volumes, and the stories in the second half of this volume are some of Howard’s weakest Conan stories.

The dichotomy Howard draws between barbarianism and civilization is oft remarked on by commentators, not the least because Howard himself quite plainly lays it out. But there is more to it than a cursory, simplistic interpretation might imply. My impression of Conan was sealed by two of the first four stories—The God in the Bowl and The Tower of the Elephant.

In each, Conan is a young thief. He doesn’t wear his role as a barbarian in civilized lands as comfortably as he does as an older man. This is a Conan who reacts to his discomfort with civilized society with anger and violence. In The God in the Bowl, Conan is loath to admit he came to the Temple to steal, but he reacts viciously when the watch thinks to seize him.

“‘Back, if you value your dog lives!’ he snarled, his blue eyes blazing. ‘Because you dare to torture shop-keepers and strip and beat harlots to make them talk, don’t think you can lay your fat paws on a Hillman! I’ll take some of you to h___ with me! Fumble with your bow, watchman – I’ll burst your guts with my heel before this night’s work is over!’”

In The Tower of the Elephant, Conan naively asks about the tower, brazenly declares he could burglarize it, and then kills the man for laughing at him.

It is not the loincloth that makes the barbarian.
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Matthew Howard
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Brutal, Eloquent Prose and Exciting Adventures
Reviewed in the United States on October 22, 2017
I have all three volumes of Conan stories from this publisher, and this is the best one. It contains stories which show superior editing to REH''s prose than the later volumes, so it makes the best and most energetic read by far. Mark Schultz''s illustrations are awesome... See more
I have all three volumes of Conan stories from this publisher, and this is the best one. It contains stories which show superior editing to REH''s prose than the later volumes, so it makes the best and most energetic read by far. Mark Schultz''s illustrations are awesome beyond words and, on their own, are worth the price of admission. My one complaint about the print edition: the text font is excruciatingly tiny! Maybe Kindle readers won''t get eye strain, but I wish this paperback volume came with a magnifying glass or something. I would gladly sacrifice the supplemental material, rough drafts, synopses, and essays to get room to make the font larger where it really matters: the absolutely ripping tales of adventure. I read most of these tales in comic book form thanks to Dark Horse Comics adaptations, but I was completely floored by the original texts in this book. "Sword & Sorcery" and "Fantasy" genre fiction does not appeal to me, but these stories have a brutal, muscular feel in a sophisticated prose style that annihilates any division between so-called pulp writing and serious literature. Modern novelists would do well to study what is happening on these pages, because the energy is undeniable, visceral, and remarkably eloquent.
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R. White
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A great collection of Conan stories - and back-stories
Reviewed in the United States on November 6, 2018
The stories are good - short stories that one would have found in magazines back in the day - but they''re followed up by notes about the stories, alternate versions before all the editing was done, and information about Conan''s world. That world-level information includes... See more
The stories are good - short stories that one would have found in magazines back in the day - but they''re followed up by notes about the stories, alternate versions before all the editing was done, and information about Conan''s world. That world-level information includes relationships between nations, a long-view history giving the rise and fall of peoples before Conan''s time and how they became the nations in Conan''s time, the national psychees, racial characteristics (by which are meant the physical characteristics of the peoples of each nation), and more. This gives a much deeper understanding of the times Conan lived in, and of individual stories.

Get it, and read the whole thing. It''s worth it - and more.
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George Beecher
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There is NOTHING like Howard''s Conan
Reviewed in the United States on August 20, 2021
I''ve just started getting into Conan (though I grew up with Ahnold movies, including Conan) mostly due to all the praise and lamentations for the Conan-derived He-Man and where that franchise is at these days. I wanted to go back to the source, and oh man, is the source... See more
I''ve just started getting into Conan (though I grew up with Ahnold movies, including Conan) mostly due to all the praise and lamentations for the Conan-derived He-Man and where that franchise is at these days. I wanted to go back to the source, and oh man, is the source pure.
I haven''t had this much fun reading a book since I was a kid getting his little hands on the next volume of Harry Potter at a midnight release. As you read Howard''s writing, you expect the pages to burst into flames with the fury and intensity of the action. The climactic battle scenes are like going down a 100mph roller coaster while someone smashes cinderblocks over your head. It gets your blood pumping, seriously.
You want to raise red-blooded boys? Let them sink some hours into these stories (and the other two volumes of Conan that Del Rey put out).

As far as Del Rey''s publication, from what I understand this is the first time the stories have been released in the order they were written, including bits that were either never published or published much later, and a lot of work went into reconstructing the chronology. There are maps drawn by Howard (love a good fantasy map), miscellaneous details about Howard''s frame of mind and how he saw Conan, etc. This seems to me to be the completest picture of where the hyper-influential character of Conan got started.
GET IT.
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The Original Noble Savage Story.
Reviewed in the United States on August 11, 2018
By the time I reached the end of this book, it had become repetitive. Howard did have a great talent as a poet, but he came up well short of being a great story teller. Once you get past the bloody savagery, there is nothing left to think about. In fact, there is nothing... See more
By the time I reached the end of this book, it had become repetitive. Howard did have a great talent as a poet, but he came up well short of being a great story teller. Once you get past the bloody savagery, there is nothing left to think about. In fact, there is nothing to think about from the very beginning. Howard relied entirely too much on strung together superlatives and entirely too little on substance. Having said all this, if you like action movies, you will very likely enjoy reading this story.
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Original Conan!
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Been reading the dark horse and new marvel comics for a while now so I thought I would give the original stories a go. Wow,never realised how good a writer and storyteller Robert E Howard was!!!. He really puts you into the story and you can really smell the danky ,musky...See more
Been reading the dark horse and new marvel comics for a while now so I thought I would give the original stories a go. Wow,never realised how good a writer and storyteller Robert E Howard was!!!. He really puts you into the story and you can really smell the danky ,musky tombs and visualise the bloody,smashed battlefields!. A master of his trade and Conan is a much more articulate,clever character than the Arnie films make him out!.
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To read to complete my collection
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Barbaric
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