Quotes About Virgil

Such were my wild words, for madness had mastered my judgement and gained complete control.

She prayed then to whatever power may care in comprehending justice for the grief of lovers bound unequally by love.

accipite haec, meritumque malis advertite numen, et nostras audite preces.

Hoc dicens altaria ad ipsa trementem traxit et in multo lapsantem sanguine nati, implicuitque comam laeva, dextraque coruscum extulit, ac lateri capulo tenus abdidit ensem.

At sociis subita gelidus formidine sanguis deriguit;

Some of us looked in awed wonder at that massive horse, the gift for Minerva, the never-wed, which was to be our destruction.

We, poor fools, spent this our last day decorating with festal greenery every temple in our town.

dux femina facti ; a  woman was the author of the achievement.

Who now in her fear troubles earth and the sea and the sky

The train ran out into a steep green meadow and Jacob saw striped tulips growing and heard a bird singing, in Italy. There were trees laced together with vines - as Virgil said. Virgil's bees had gone about the plains of Lombardy. It was the custom of the ancients to train vines between elms. Then at Milan there were sharp-winged hawks, of a bright brown, cutting figures over the roofs.

It's the media who love statistics.

It was Virgil's country and there was a wind that seemed to rise from the fields and descend upon us in a long Virgilian sigh, for the land that has inspired sentiment in the poet ultimately receives its sentiment from him.

Homer makes us hearers, and Virgil leaves us readers Alexander Pope

Virgil and Horace [were] the severest writers of the severest age.

I come across journalists in theatre lobbies; it makes me shudder to see them. Journalism is an inferno, a bottomless pit of iniquity and treachery and lies; no one can traverse it undefiled, unless, like Dante, he is protected by Virgil's sacred laurel.

However, it may occur that we will find ourselves using a variety of fuel sources to give us the energy we need support our lifestyles and boost our economy.

The next Augustan age will dawn on the other side of the Atlantic. There will, perhaps, be a Thucydides at Boston, a Xenophon at New York, and, in time, a Virgil at Mexico, and a Newton at Peru. At last, some curious traveler from Lima will visit England and give a description of the ruins of St Paul s, like the editions of Balbec and Palmyra.

I wanted to talk to her about Virgil's prophecy.

Had I a hundred tongues, a hundred mouths, a voice of iron and a chest of brass, I could not tell all the forms of crime, could not name all the types of punishment.

A woman is always a fickle, unstable thing.

O fatherland, O Ilium home of the gods, O Troy walls famed in battle!

Draw Daphnis from the town, my songs, draw Daphnis home.

Ah Corydon, Corydon, what madness has caught you?

His limbs were cold in death; his spirit fled with a groan, indignant, to the shades below.