moment took from Frederic his mother, whom he
loved most tenderly.
A few friends remained faithful to him, cheering him by their correspondence.
‘O, that Heaven had heaped all ills on me alone!’
said his affectionate sister; ‘I would have borne them with firmness.’
Having vainly attempted to engage the enemy in Silesia
in a pitched battle, Frederic repaired to the West
, to encounter the united army of the Imperialists and French.
‘I can leave you no large garrison,’ was his message to Fink
; ‘but be of good cheer; to keep the city will do you vast honor.’
On his way, he learns that the Austrians have won a victory over Winterfeld and Bevern, his generals in Silesia
, that Winterfeld had fallen, that Bevern had retreated to the lake near Breslau
, and was opposed by the Austrians at Lissa
On the eighth of September, the day after the great disaster in Silesia
, the Duke
, having been defeated and compelled to retire, signed for his army and for Hanover
a convention of neutrality.1
‘Here,’ said George the Second, on meeting the Duke
, ‘is my son, who has ruined me and disgraced himself.’
advised Frederic to imitate Cumberland
‘If every string breaks,’ wrote Frederic to the Duke Ferdinand
, ‘throw yourself into Magdeburg
Situated as we are, we must persuade ourselves that one of us is worth four others.’
Morning dawned on new miseries;2
night came without a respite to his cares.
He spoke serenely of the path to eternal rest, and his own resolve to live and die free.
‘O my ’