I abhor bloodshed.

Your honor is the offspring of pride and egotism.

Can you not see the inevitable?
War will be declared.
You can not help Leopold; but you can save him the degradation of being expelled from his throne by force of arms.

The army of the duchess is true to its humblest sword.

Can you say that for the army of the king?
Would you witness the devastation of a beautiful city, by flame and sword?
"Monsieur, Austria is with us, and she will abide with us whichever way we move.