Heu! nihil invitis fas quemquam fidere divis! ecce trahebatur passis Priameia virgo crinibus a templo Cassandra adytisque Minervae, ad caelum tendens ardentia lumina frustra, lumina, nam teneras arcebant vincula palmas.
Alas, it is wrong for man to rely on the gods for anything against their will! Lo! Priams daughter, the maiden Cassandra, was being dragged with streaming hair from the temple and shrine of Minerva, vainly uplifting to heaven her blazing eyes'her eyes, for bonds confined her tender hands.