Still did my joy leap up at sight of him;
And then he sadly shook his head and said:
"Awake from sleep and save our son from death,
O faithful wife. In hiding let him lie;
Thus only can he life and safety find.
Away with tears—why dost thou mourning make
For fallen Troy? I would that all had fall'n.455
Then haste thee, and to safety bear our son,
The stripling hope of this our vanquished home,
Wherever safety lies."