They talk of us as having perished: why not?And we — that they the same fate have, imagine.May it be for the best! Meneleos, then,Foremost and specially to come, expect thou!If (that is) any ray o’ the sun reports himLiving and seeing too—by Zeus’ contrivings,Not yet disposed to quite destroy the lineage —Some hope is he shall come again to household.Having heard such things, know, thou truth art hearing!

CHOROS.Who may he have been that named thus wholly with exactitude —(Was he someone whom we see not, by forecastings of the futureGuiding tongue in happy mood?)— Her with battle for a bridegroom, on all sides contention-wooed,Helena? Since — mark the suture! —Ship’s-Hell, Man’s-Hell, City’s-Hell,From the delicately-pompous curtains that pavilion well,