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Uxbridge: By God, sir, I've lost my leg!
Wellington: By God, sir, so you have!
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Exchange said to have occurred at the Battle of Waterloo (18 June 1815), after Lord Uxbridge lost his leg to a cannonball; as quoted in Oxford Dictionary of National Biography (2004)
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Variant account: Uxbridge: I have lost my leg, by God! Wellington: By God, and have you!
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Thomas Hardy, in The Dynasts, Pt. III Act VII, scene viii, portraying the incident.

 

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