Chorus
What is god, or what is not god, or what is in between— what mortal says he has found it by searching the farthest limit, [1140] when he sees divine affairs leaping here and there again and back, in contradictory and unexpected chances? You, Helen, are the daughter of Zeus; [1145] for a winged father begot you in Leda's womb; and then you were proclaimed throughout Hellas, betrayer, faithless, lawless, godless. I do not know whatever certainty is among mortals, [1150] but the word of the gods I have found true.