Honour Bound

Of finest steel they fashioned me
Burnished to their pride
A scabbard then was finely made
To place me there inside
Unsheathe me not without honour
Tarnish not nor blunt my edge
For I am that moment of truth
To this I shall in valour serve
Let not dishonour break me
Nor lay me to the ground
Till we both lie in silence
Forever honour bound
And when at last our story
To others will unfold
The truth that was our glory
Made us brave and bold

by Edward J. Costello

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