Cleom. That's my boy, my hopeful lion's whelp.
[Takes and kisses him.
Cleor. So Hector hugged his young Astyanax;
Went out to fight, and never saw him more.
Cleon. But why did not Astyanax go with Hector?
Crat. Because he was a child, and could not go.
Cleon. Was he a Spartan child?
Cleor. Oh no! a Trojan.
Cleon. There's it, a Trojan child. But grant me this,
There are no Spartan children; we are born men;