The most brilliant soldier
You are accountable
Be ye also ready
A reputation of unsullied honor
Good God are the Americans all asleep?
None but Almighty God shall prevent my marching
I have resigned my commission
Our gallant colonel
The forlorn hope
He will turn out a great man
The gallant defense
By heavens I will have justice
A devilish fighting fellow
You will hear of my being victorious
Inspired by the fury of a demon
We'll have them all in hell
I am heartily tired
On you alone my happiness depends
Because I might have done wrong
Whom can we trust now?
Nil Desperandum.