ecqua tamen puero est amissae cura parentis?    ecquid in antiquam virtutem animosque virilis et pater Aeneas et avunculus excitat Hector? talia fundebat lacrimans longosque ciebat incassum fletus, cum sese a moenibus heros Priamides multis Helenus comitantibus adfert, agnoscitque suos laetusque ad limina ducit et multum lacrimas verba inter singula fundit.
Has the lad none the less some love for his lost mother? Do his father Aeneas and his uncle Hector arouse him at all to ancestral valour and to manly spirit? Such words she poured forth weeping, and was vainly raising a long lament, when the hero Helenus, Priams son, draws near from the city with a great company. He knows us for his kin, joyfully leads us to the gates, and freely pours forth tears at every word.