Quotes About Trojans

You can't cast Hittites as Trojans; I'd love to do it, but sadly, there are none available!

Somebody should have warned the Trojans. Beware of gifts bearing Greeks.

A tutti l'"humilis ytalus Dantes Alagherii florentinus et exul inmeritus", esule cioè senza colpa, come ormai da tempo amava definirsi, augurava la pace; li invitava a rallegrarsi per il sorgere di un nuovo giorno e l'arrivo di un nuovo Mosè; ed esortava i discendenti dei Longobardi a ricordarsi di essere innanzitutto Troiani e Romani.

Are the Trojans wise or foolish? If they are wise, do not quarrel with them; if they are fools, ignore them.

And maybe a hundred billion cephalopod minds, out in the Trojans, just light-minutes apart, have become something—" "Transcendent.

Even as he breathed his last breath he killed more Trojans. Terrified by the sight of a mortally wounded man with such implacable strength and will, most held back, unsure that such a man could really die.

Although Achilles wore no armour, the mere sight of him, standing high on the embankment, bathed in an unearthly light and uttering the most piercing and monumental battle-cry was enough to scatter the Trojans. Three times Achilles yelled his terrible war cry. The Trojans and even their horses were filled with fear. In triumph the Achaeans bore the body of Patroclus back to their camp.

The stories of the first refugees that I ever came across in literature - that lots of people ever came across - were in 'The Iliad': the escape of Aeneas with his father on his back, the Trojans, from their burning city, and the defeat of their kingdom and what they had to do to try and find safety.

Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.

Why, pray, must the Argives needs fight the Trojans? What made the son of Atreus gather the host and bring them? Was it not for the sake of Helen? Are the sons of Atreus the only men in the world who love their wives? Any man of common right feeling will love and cherish her who is his own, as I this woman, with my whole heart

Then in anger divine Aphrodite addressed her: "Do not provoke me, wicked girl, lest I drop you in anger, and hate you as much as I now terribly love you, and devise painful hostilities, and you are caught in the middle of both, Trojans and Danaans, and are destroyed by an evil fate." So she spoke; and Helen born of Zeus was frightened; and

And so the Trojans buried Hector, breaker of horses.

They are destroying each other; the Achaians fight in defense over the fallen body while the others, the Trojans, are rushing to drag the corpse off 175  to windy Ilion

this is no horrible war of Achaians and Trojans, 380  but the Danaäns are beginning to fight even with the immortals.

Son of Tydeus, that thought is nonsense. Even if Hector called you a coward or weakling, the Trojans and the Dardánians wouldn't believe him, nor would the widows whose men you flung in the dirt.

Then when all the contingents were marshaled with their leaders the Trojans set out with ringing cries and clamor

10.?ILIÁDOS K

Xanthus, you waste your breath by prophesying my destruction. I know well enough that I am doomed to perish here...Nevertheless, I am not going to stop until I have given the Trojans their bellyful of war.

11.?ILIÁDOS ?

Alles wird man ja satt, des schlafes sogar, und der liebe, Auch des süßen gesangs, und bewunderten reigentanzes: Welche doch mehr anreizen die sehnsuchtsvolle begierde, Als der krieg; doch die Troer sind niemals satt des gefechts! (Ilias; 13. Gesang V. 636-640)

Trojans, and Lycians, and ye Dardans, fam'd In close encounter, quit ye now like men; Put forth your wonted valour; for I know That in his secret counsels Jove designs Glory to me, disaster to the Greeks.

On with you, horse-taming Trojans! Never give Greeks best in your will to fight! They are not made of stone or iron. Their flesh can't keep out penetrating spears when they are hit.

Thank you. You've made me feel like Cinderella." Except she hadn't put thousands of lives in danger. "This is no fairy tale." Jane closed the bag and frowned. "It's more like you're Cassandra running to warn the Trojans about the big wooden horse full of soldiers who plan to burn the city." She pressed the bag into my hand. "Let us hope you have better luck than she did.

The last day has come for our Dardan land. This is the hour which no effort of ours can alter. We Trojans are no more: no more is Ilium;no more the splendour of Teucrian glory. All now belongs to Argos; it is Jupiter's remorseless will.