O dear brother, my spirit is sorely oppressed with the consideration of the miserable estate of the innocent people of these three poor nations.

What have these sheep done that _their_ blood should be the price of _our_ lust and ambition?
Let me beg of you to remember how his late Highness loved you, how he honoured you with the highest trust in the world by leaving the sword in your hand which must defend or destroy us; and his declaring his Highness his successor shows that he left it there to preserve _him_ and _his_ reputation.

O brother, use it to curb extravagant spirits and busybodies; but let not the nations be governed by it.

Let us take heed of arbitrary power.

Let us be governed by the known laws of the land, and let all things be kept in their proper channels; and let the Army be so governed that the world may never hear of them unless there be occasion to fight.