I'll Wear No Convicts Uniform Nor Meekly

I May Die, But The Republic Of 1916 Will Never Die. Onward To The Republic And Liberation Of Our People.

I Am Standing On The Threshold Of Another Trembling World. May God Have Mercy On My Soul.

Generations Will Continue To Meet The Same Fate Unless The Perennial Oppressor-britain-is Removed, For She Will Unashamedly And Mercilessly Continue To Maintain Her Occupation And Economic Exploitation Of Ireland To Judgment Day, If She Is Not Halted And Ejected.

My Life Now Centered Around Sleepless Nights And Stand-bys, Dodging The Brits And Calming Nerves To Go Out On Operations. But The People Stood By Us. The People Not Only Opened The Doors Of Their Homes To Lend Us A Hand, But They Opened Their Hearts To Us. I Learned That Without The People, We Could Not Survive And I Knew That I Owed Them Everything.

They Have Nothing In Their Whole Imperial Arsenal That Can Break The Spirit Of One Irishman Who Doesn't Want To Be Broken.