Gentlemen, I would rather have written those lines than take Quebec tomorrow.

You know too well the forces which compose their army to dread their superior numbers.

Now God be praised, I will die in peace.

Gentlemen, I would rather have written those lines than take Quebec tomorrow.

A few regular troops from old France, weakened by hunger and sickness, who, when fresh, were unable to withstand the British soldiers, are their general's chief dependence.

Possessed with a full confidence of the certain success which British valor must gain over such enemies, I have led you up these steep and dangerous rocks, only solicitous to show you the foe within your reach.

What, do they run already? Then I die happy.