[Pitt has given the King some papers to sign]
George III:
What is this? America, I suppose.
Pitt:
No, sir.
George III:
Oh, America's not to be spoken of, is that it?
Pitt:
For your peace of mind, sir. But it's not America.
George III:
Peace of mind! I have no peace of mind. I've had no peace of mind since we lost America. Forests, old as the world itself... meadows... plains... strange delicate flowers... immense solitudes... and all nature new to art... all ours... Mine. Gone. A paradise... lost.
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