Excerpt from Rose Kavanagh and Her Verses Many who knew and loved Rose Kavanagh during her short life, and who still after many years cherish her memory, think that a memorial of her ought to be added to the growing Irish literature to which she was passionately devoted. Her kinsfolk have been good enough to entrust me with this pious task. The name I had chosen for this little collection of her poems was White Moss Roses, linking it with an anecdote which I can guarantee as authentic, for I have cross-examined the only survivor of the persons concerned. I mention this, because one is apt to be suspicious of the brilliant impromptus fathered upon noted wits like Sydney Smith or Father James Healy. It is of the latter of these that there is question now. 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. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.