ANST - item of interest ....
j'lynn yeates
jyeates at realtime.net
Fri Dec 18 17:25:20 PST 1998
... from another list
Marching Song of Connacht
The men of the East are decked in steel, They
march with a trumpet's din, They glitter with
silks and golden scales, And high kings boast
their kin- We of the West wear the hides of
wolves, But our hearts are steel within.
They of the East ride gallent steeds,
Their spears are long and brown;
Their sheilds are set with sparkling stones
And each knight wears a crown- We fight on
foot as out forebears fought, And we drag the
rider down.
We race the steed of the Saxon knight
Across the naked fen-
They of the East are full of pride,
Cubs of the Lion's den.
They boast they breed a race of kings-
But we of the West breed Men.
- Robert E. Howard
... When we hunt, we all function with one mind
... - Boingo, Pedestrian Wolves
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