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Page 275 - ... unbounded confidence, and taught them to know that the day of battle was always a day of victory; that moral courage and enduring fortitude which, in perilous times, when gloom and doubt had beset ordinary minds, stood nevertheless unshaken ; and that ascendancy of character which, uniting the energy of jealous and rival nations, enabled you to wield at will the fate and fortunes of mighty empires.
Page 275 - ... illustrious warriors who have recently visited our country, we could present to them a leader of our own, to whom all, by common acclamation, conceded the pre-eminence ; and when the will of Heaven and the common destinies of our nature, shall have swept away the present generation, you will have left your great name...
Page iv - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away, Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won.
Page 50 - I have nothing left to say, but devoutly to offer up my prayer of gratitude to Providence, that it has, in its omnipotent bounty, blessed my country and myself with such a general. You have sent me, among the trophies of your unrivalled fame, the staff of a French Marshal," the baton of Marshal .Tourdan, " and I send you in return that of England.
Page 150 - As the Chesapeake appears now ready for sea, I request you will do me the favour to meet the Shannon with her, ship to ship, to try the fortune of our respective flags.
Page 275 - Since last I had the honour of addressing you from this place, a series of eventful years has elapsed, but none without some mark and note of your rising glory. " The military triumphs which your valour has achieved upon the banks of the Douro and the Tagus, of the Ebro and the Garonne, have called forth the spontaneous shouts of admiring nations. Those triumphs it is needless on this day to recount.
Page 2 - Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but to thy name be the glory...
Page 50 - The British army will hail it with enthusiasm ; while the whole universe will acknowledge those valorous efforts, which have so imperiously called for it. That uninterrupted health, and still increasing laurels, may continue to crown you through a glorious and long career of life, are the never-ceasing and most ardent wishes of, " My dear Lord, " Your most sincere, " and faithful Friend,
Page 258 - I am not the enemy of the French nation ; I am so only of a single man, whom I once admired and long loved; but who, devoured by ambition and filled with bad faith, came into the heart of my dominions, and left me no alternative but to seek security for my future safety in the liberation of Europe. The allied sovereigns have come here, neither to conquer nor to rule France, but to learn and support what France itself deems most suitable for its own welfare ; and they only await, before undertaking...
Page 100 - Thanks for that lesson — it will teach To after-warriors more Than high Philosophy can preach, And vainly preach'd before. That spell upon the minds of men Breaks never to unite again, That led them to adore Those Pagod things of sabre sway With fronts of brass, and feet of clay.