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''Foulon who told my old father that he might eat grass when I had no bread to give him! Foulon who told my baby it might suck grass, when these breasts were dry with want!... Hear me, my dead baby and my withered father: I swear on my knees, on these stones, to avenge you on Foulon! .... Give us the blood of Foulon...Rend Foulon to pieces, and dig him into the ground, that grass may grow from him! ''