The Oath of the French Loyalist.

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.