Chapter XVI

Hector and Andromache
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§ 16.1
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Among the Trojans who had defended their city against the Greeks for so many years was Hector, the bravest of all the king’s sons and dearest to his father Priam.
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He was deeply loved by his fellow citizens and held in the highest honor.
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The Greeks feared him greatly whenever he rushed from the city gates into battle or ravaged the enemy ships with destructive fire.
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Day after day Hector stirred the Trojans to take up arms, and day after day he strengthened his fellow citizens’ resolve for courageous deeds.
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Often they returned victorious from battle alongside Hector.
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Andromache, Hector’s wife, lived in the palace with her husband and young son.
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No Trojan woman loved her husband more, or was more worthy of her husband’s love.
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One day Hector, equipped for battle, came from the street into the palace.
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With a happy expression Andromache greeted her husband and summoned the maid who was holding their little son in her lap.
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Then Hector stretched his arms toward the boy.
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But when the boy saw the red crest bristling from his father’s helmet, he was terrified; he dared not go to his father and instead clung to the maid’s lap in floods of tears.
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Then mighty Hector smiled at his son, put his frightening helmet down on the ground, and once more reached out his arms to him.
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The boy was no longer frightened: he laughed and threw his little arms around his father’s neck.
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But Andromache reproached her husband anxiously: “Hector,” she said, “you spend your whole life amid enemies and battles. Many enemies pursue you in hatred and anger, many whose friends you have sent to the dead.”
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“Many Trojans have already been wounded, many killed.”
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“You yourself will not always escape dangerous wounds.”
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“So remain within the walls today, and save yourself and your city.”
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“For without you the Trojans will not defend their city against the Greeks.”
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And Hector answered her: “All these men who now defend Troy look to me as their leader.”
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“Because of my courage, sentries stand upon the walls and soldiers dare to march out to perilous battles with brave hearts.”
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“If I refuse to fight and fail to show myself brave, I will no longer deserve my fellow citizens’ love.”
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“All the Trojans too will become afraid, and soon they will be defeated by the enemy.”
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“Then Troy will be devastated, and you will be carried away into slavery in a foreign land.”
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“It is not for me to shirk battle, but rather to die for my country.”
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He spoke, and kissed his son and his wife.
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He handed the little boy over to the maid and, armed for battle, went out into the street.
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Andromache sighed from the depths of her heart and went into the house with head bowed, for she was tormented by anxious cares and feared her husband’s death more than anything else.
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Little Torquatus, I wish, may smile sweetly at his father, reaching out his tender hands from his mother’s lap.