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One woman sent forth her sons, five in number, to war, and, standing in the outskirts of the city, she awaited anxiously the outcome of the battle. And when someone arrived and, in answer to her inquiry, reported that all her sons had met death, she said, [p. 463] ‘I did not inquire about that, you vile varlet, but how fares our country ?’ And when he declared that it was victorious, ‘Then,’ she said, ‘I accept gladly also the death of my sons.’ 1

1 Cf. Plutarch's Life of Agesilaus, chap. xxix. (612 c-d).

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