Tecumseh : a Drama by Charles Mair
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I have faith in you;
My life is at your service! BROCK. Gentlemen, Have you considered my proposal well Touching the capture of Detroit by storm? What say you Colonel Proctor? PROCTOR. I object! 'Tis true, the enemy has left our shores, But what a sorry argument is this! For his withdrawal, which some sanguine men, Jumping all other motives, charge to fear, Prudence, more deeply searching, lays to craft. Why should a foe, who far outnumbers us, Retreat o'er this great river, save to lure Our poor force after him? And, having crossed-- Our weakness seen, and all retreat cut off-- What would ensue but absolute surrender, Or sheer destruction? 'Tis too hazardous! Discretion balks at such a mad design. BROCK. What say the rest? 1ST OFFICER. I fear 'tis indiscreet. 2ND OFFICER. 'Twould be imprudent with our scanty force. BROCK. What say you, Nichol, to my foolish scheme? |
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