Mother of Hades, murder’s Mænad, breathing
Implacable breath of curses on her kin.[n81]
All-daring woman! shouting in her heart,
As o’er the foe, when backward rolls the fight,
Yet hymning kindliest welcome with her tongue.
Ye look mistrustful; I am used to that.
That comes which is to come; and ye shall know
Full soon, with piteous witness in your eyes,
How true, and very true, Cassandra spake.
Chorus.