Ah, No, Far Be From Me A

I Utter This Word With Deepest Affection And From The Very Bottom Of My Heart.

Ah, No, Far Be From Me A Thought Which I Loathe Like Poison.

The Priest Is The Personification Of Falsehood.

If These Hands, Used To Fighting, Would Be Acceptable To His Holiness, We Most Thankfully Dedicate Them To The Service Of Him Who Deserves So Well Of The Church And Of The Fatherland.

To This Wonderful Page In Our Country's History Another More Glorious Still Will Be Added, And The Slave Shall Show At Last To His Free Brothers A Sharpened Sword Forged From The Links Of His Fetters.