Can you then consent to be the only sufferers by this revolution…
Can you then consent to be the only sufferers by this revolution, and retiring from the field, grow old in poverty, wretchedness and contempt? Can you consent to wade through the vile mire of dependency, and owe the miserable remnant of that life to charity, which has hitherto been spent in honor? If you can GO and carry with you the jest of tories and scorn of whigs the ridicule, and what is worse, the pity of the world. Go, starve, and be forgotten!
Context: Letter to the Officers of the Army
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