Der findes fragmenter overleveret som citater i andre forfatteres værker;
her i A.S. Ways' engelske oversættelse fra Euripides III, Loeb Classical Library: 

Med mindre andet er angivet stammer fragmentet fra : Christus Patiens
( "a wretchedly stupid drama, ... taken chiefly from the Bacchae, Rhesus, and Troades" 
[Tyrell, Introduction to his edition of the Bacchae.] ) 

(1) AGAVE:

To find a doom of rending midst the rocks . . .  * * *	Lucian
What corpse is this that in mine arms I clasp ?  How shal I press him - woe's me ! - tenderly  Unto my breast ? - in what wise wail o'er him ?  * * *
For, had mine hands received not mine own curse . . .  * * *	Fra scholier til  Aristophanes' Plutus.
To rend to utter fragments every limb . . .  * * * Kissing the shreds of flesh which once I nursed . . .  * * * Come, ancient, this thricehhapless sufferer's head  Compose wi reverently, and all the frame  Lay we together, far as in us lies.  O best-beloved face, O youthful cheek . . .  Lo, with this vesture do I veil thine head,  And these thy blood-bedabbled, furrow scarred  Limb ...  * * * Whose is the mantle that shall shroud thy form  Ah, whose hands that now shall tend thee, son ?
(3) DIONYSOS
He dared the chain, he dared the scoffing word . . .  * * *  They which should have been last or slay him, slew . . .  * * * All this hath yon man suffered righteously.  * * *   Yea, and the nations's domm I will not hide -  To leave yon town, a sign to alien men,  To pass to many cities wandering,  Dragging a yoke of thraldom woefully,  War-captives, draining misery's cup to the dregs  ***  Yea, they must leave this city, expiate  The impious pollution of his murder,  And see no more their own land - God forbid  Thar murderers by their victims' graves should lie !  ***  All woes thou too must suffer will I tell.  oOo