(Chorus): "[Helen] flitted lightly off through the gates
and was gone, her daring past all daring.
With much groaning the house-prophets spoke:
'The house! Oh, the house, alas, and its chiefs!
The marriage-bed, the steps of a wife in love!
Here is silence, and dishonor seen
in those deserted; and they do not revile, they do not plead.
In his longing for her over the sea
her phantom will seem to rule in the house.'" (407-415)
(Chorus): "Long spoken among men, there exists an old saying
that a man's prosperity grown
fully great has offspring, not dying
childless; his line's good fortune
bears shoots of insatiable woe.
I differ from others, alone in my thinking:
it is the impious deed
which later on begets
more deeds that resemble their own parentage;
for to houses upright and just
fine children are destined forever." (750-762)
(Cassandra): "Oh! Oh, this misery! Deep down again the fearsome work of truthful prophecy agitates and whirls me round with its stormy prelude. You see these young ones seated by the house, resembling dream-shapes? They are children killed, as if by people outside their family! Their hands are full of their own flesh for meat, clearly visible, holding their entrails and the vitals with them, most pitiable burden, which their father tasted. For that, I say that someone is planning retribution, a cowardly lion who roams free in the marriage-bed and has stayed at home – alas it is against the master on his return." (1214-1227)