work like a Trojan

I have worked like a Trojan all day, and the idea is realized.

Hester worked like a Trojan, no doubt about it.

He works like a Trojan to prove he didn't.

"Ask Adam if I have not worked like a Trojan.

Sutton Foster works like a Trojan in the title role (2:35).

She worked like a trojan.

She'd had to work like a Trojan to achieve it, but it had been worth every drop of blood, sweat and tears.

Winston Churchill had impressed as an election candidate, being described as "working like a Trojan".

'You've been working like a Trojan all day!'

Works like a Trojan, that feller.'

'I'll be working like a Trojan for the next twelve weeks,' Lisa smiled back as she thanked him for the coffee.

He's been frustrated and there's no doubt at times it's been hard for him but he's a happy boy and he's worked like a Trojan.

And even though Judy worked like a Trojan, she never fussed about art-she never seemed to "struggle" with it, or made a drama out of producing it.

The M.O. of the 5th (M.H. Barton) worked like a Trojan getting the wounded out.

Trojan horses, Achilles' heels and Odysseys have become figures of speech in many languages; 'working like a Trojan' is still worthy of praise.

With Sutton Foster, who works like a Trojan in the title role, and Marc Kudisch, who provides a flicker of wit as Millie's starchy boss (2:35).

As for Mr. Patinkin, he works like a Trojan, feverishly plying the wide array of vocal mannerisms and tics for which he is famous, but to oddly little effect.

I worked like a Trojan, clearing, cleaning, painting and refurbishing, until the old solar on the ground floor of our manor house gleamed as fresh and as opulent as one of the great Halls of Cambridge.

The evening is built less on style than on hard-driving enthusiasm, a trait perfectly embodied by its leading lady, Ms. Foster, who has the pearly toothed, clean-scrubbed glow of the young Marie Osmond and works like a Trojan throughout.

CHAPTER 7 On the way home from Harriet's Family Cafe, Qwilleran's mind was busy filming mental images: Harriet built like a Mack truck, working like a Trojan, and apparently happy as a lark .

He worked like a Trojan that night, opening and shutting dozens of watertight doors, lifting and lowering countless heavy hatches, knocking off and securing the thousand clips that held these doors and hatches in place, and before ten minutes had passed, lending a protesting Vallery the support of his powerful arm.