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Here's liquor to wash down your scraps of men. Taste it, and see the kind of drink we carried under our planks. I meant it for an offering if you would help us home. But you are mad,260 unbearable, a bloody monster! After this, •will any other traveler come to see you?' He seized and drained the bowl, and it went down so fiery and smooth he called for more: 'Give me another, thank you kindly.
I drew it from the coals and my four fellows gave me a hand, lugging it near the Cyclops 290 as more than natural force nerved them; straight forward they sprinted, lifted it, and rammed it deep in his crater eye, and I leaned on it turning it as a shipwright turns a drill in planking, having men below to swing 295 the two-handled strap that spins it in the groove. So with our brand we bored that great eye socket while blood ran out around the red hot bar. Eyelid and lash were seared; the pierced ball hissed broiling, and the roots popped.
Blinded, and sick with pain from his head wound, the master stroked each ram, then let it pass, but my men riding on the pectoral fleece the giant's blind hands blundering never found. Last of them all my ram, the leader, came, weighted by wool and me with my meditations.
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