[351] his native city, for the defence of which he would have gladly given his life, dangerously if not mortally wounded, when its sad fate is just decided. I love to sit by his bedside and try to cheer him; his friends seem to vie with each other in kind attentions to him. We hear rumours of battles, and of victories gained by our troops, but we have no certain information beyond the city lines.
[351] his native city, for the defence of which he would have gladly given his life, dangerously if not mortally wounded, when its sad fate is just decided. I love to sit by his bedside and try to cheer him; his friends seem to vie with each other in kind attentions to him. We hear rumours of battles, and of victories gained by our troops, but we have no certain information beyond the city lines.
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