Hector, my child, have you respect to this and pity me, if ever I gave you the breast to lull your pain.
Ἕκτορ τέκνον ἐμὸν τάδε τ' αἴδεο καί μ' ἐλέησον αὐτήν , εἴ ποτέ τοι λαθικηδέα μαζὸν ἐπέσχον ·
Ἕκτωρ τέκνον ἐμός ὅδε τε αἰδέομαι καί ἐγώ ἐλεέω αὐτός , εἰ ποτέ σύ λαθικηδής μαστός ἐπέχω ·