Outlaw and wanderer, driven far from his own land...will come back to cope these stones of inward hate.My wishes are: a humble cottage but a good bed, good food, flowers before my window, and a few fine trees before my door; and if God wants to make my happiness complete, he will grant me the joy of seeing some of my enemies hanging from those trees. Before their death I shall, moved in my heart, forgive them all the wrong they did to me in their lifetime. One must, it is true, forgive one's enemies - but not before they have been hanged.For we are bloody like the wolf and savage born from the savage mother!... detached from the most Beloved, no star will shine tonight, no matter how bright...
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