I declare myself a Catholic and in this religion in
I retract with all my heart whatever in my words, writings, publications and conduct has been contrary to my quality as a son of the Catholic Church.
I believe and profess whatever she teaches and I submit myself to whatever she commands.
I abominate Masonry, as the enemy that it is of the
Church, and as a Society prohibited by the Church.
The Diocesan Prelate can, as the Superior Ecclesiastical authority, make public this spontaneous manifestation of mine in order to repair the scandals the my acts have caused and so that God and the people may pardon me.
To the Flowers of Heidelberg
Go to my country, go, O foreign flowers, sown by the traveler along the road, and under that blue heaven that watches over my loved ones, recount the devotion the pilgrim nurses for his native sod!
Go and say say that when dawn opened your chalices for the first time beside the icy Neckar, you saw him silent beside you, thinking of her constant vernal clime.
Say that when dawn which steals your aroma was whispering playful love songs to your young sweet petals, he, too, murmured canticles of love in his native tongue; that in the morning when the sun first traces the topmost peak of Koenigssthul in gold and with a mild warmth raises to life again the valley, the glade, the forest, he hails that sun, still in its dawning, that in his country in full zenith blazes.
And tell of that day when he collected you along the way among the ruins of a feudal castle, on the banks of the Neckar, or in a forest nook.
Recount the words he said as, with great care, between the pages of a worn-out book he pressed the flexible petals that he took.
Carry, carry, O flowers, my love to my loved ones, peace to my country and its fecund loam, faith to its men and virtue to its women, health to the gracious beings that dwell within the