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The Oath of the French Loyalist.

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I swear by the holy Virgin,      I swear by her Son divine,     I swear by the throne of the Mighty,      I swear by the hope that is mine;     I swear by the youth and innocence,      By the beauty that has been,     I swear by the sacred ashes,      By the blood of the martyred queen.     That I will avenge the outrage,      So infamous, vile, and base,     The brutal and foul inhumanity,      That darkens my land with disgrace;     Or meet like a noble gentleman      The fate that my sovereign has met,     And die for my country's honour,      For my queen, - Marie Antoinette.

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