Excerpt from The Last Knight and Other Poems To My Mother To you I owe The blood of a Gael, The laughter I wear As a coat of mail. To you I owe My gift of scorn, That I took from you On the day I was born. To you I owe My strength of belief - Though the credo I utter Has brought you grief. To you I owe My songs, each one; For you hushed with music Your little son. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work.

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