Excerpt from The Poems of Schiller

Hector"s Farewell.

Andromache.

And must my Hector turn aside

To where Achilles bears in pride

His tribute to Patroclus dead?

How teach our sons to hurl the spear,

And the immortal Gods revere

If thou the realms of Orcus tread?

Hector.

Thy tears, my dearest wife, control.

The thirst for battle stirs my soul;

These arms of mine our Troy must save.

The sacred hearth I will defend,

And falling, fall my country"s friend,

Then plunge into the Stygian wave.

Andromache.

The well-known clang of arms shall fade,

In idle halls shall lie thy blade,

And Priam"s glorious race expire.

To sunless regions must thou go

Where lone Cocytus wails below,

And drown thy love in Lethe"s mire.

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