In H.D.'s "Helen," the Greeks are pissed. Like, majorly P.O.-ed. Paris has absconded to Troy with Helen, and has started the Trojan War (a war that will go on for ten years). But instead of hating Paris, in the poem, all of Greece unites in their hatred of Helen. They shift all the blame to her, and seem to revel in this experience of tearing Helen down (metaphorically speaking). The poem is even organized by Greece's hate; each of the three stanzas begins with a clear expression of straight up vitriol. The intensity of this hate seems more than a little suspicious to us, and we can't help but wonder what else is going on underneath all of that hatred.
The Greeks have totally misplaced their hate onto Helen; they should really be pissed at Paris for whisking her away.
Helen deserves all of the hate; there's a reason Marlowe wrote that she was "the face that launched a thousand ships."