Troy quotes

What's not destroyed byTime's devouring hand? Where'sTroy, and where's the Maypole in the Strand?

-James Bramston
  The Art of Politics.

It is as if Homer not only chronicled the siege of Troy, but conducted the siege as well. As if Shakespeare set his play writing aside to lead the English against the Armada.

- Mario Matthew Cuomo
  Tribute to Lincoln's literary and political genius. In the New York Times,18 Nov.

Tell me, Muse, of the man of many ways, who was driven far journeys, after he had sacked Troy's sacred citadel. Many were they whose cities he saw, whose minds he learned of, many the pains he suffered in his spirit on the wide sea, struggling for his own life and the homecoming of his companions.

-Homer   8c
c.700  BC  Odyssey, bk.1, l.1^5 (translated by Richmond Lattimore).

   The little sardine men crammed in a monster toy Who tilt their aggregate beast against our crumbling Troy.

- (Frederick) Louis MacNeice
  Poems,'Turf-stacks'.

Iam seges est ubi Troia fuit. Now there are cornfields whereTroy once was.

-Ovid full name Publius OvidiusNaso   4317
Heroides, no.1, l.53.

So cruel prison how could betide, alas, As proud Windsor? Where I in lust and joy With a king's son my childish years did pass In greater feast than Priam's sons of Troy.

- Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey
  'So cruel prison'.

Arma virumque cano,Troiae qui primus ab oris Italiam fato profugus Laviniaque venit Litora. Thisis a tale of arms and of a man.Fated to be an exile, he wasthe first tosail fromtheland of Troyand reach Italy, at its Lavinian shore.

-Virgil full name Publius Vergilius Maro
Aeneid, opening lines (translated byW F Jackson Knight).

Conticuere omnes intentique ora tenebant Inde toro paterAeneas sic orsus ab alto. They fell silent, every one, and each face was turned intently towards him. From high on the dais Aeneas, Troy's Chieftain, began to speak.

-Virgil full name Publius Vergilius Maro
Aeneid, bk.2, l.1^2 (translated byW F Jackson Knight).

What could have made her peaceful with a mind That nobleness made simple as a fire, With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind That is not natural in an age like this, Being high and solitary and most stern? Why, what could she have done, being what she is? Was there anotherTroy for her to burn?

-W(illiam) B(utler) Yeats
  'No SecondTroy', l.6^12. Collected inThe Green Helmet and Other Poems (1910).