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´Strangers,´he said,´who are you? And where from? What brings you here by seaways-a fair traffic? Or are you wandering rogues, who cast you lives like dice, and raavge other folk by sea
...Then he dismembered them and made his meal, gaping and crunching like a mountain lion- everything: innards, flesh, and marrow bones.
We cried aloud, lifting our hands Zeus, powerless, looking on at this, appalled; but Cyclops went on filling up his belly with man flesh and great gulps of whey...
´Cyclops, try some wine here´s liquor to wash down your scraps of men. Taste it, and see the kind of drink we carried...
..., and rammed it deep in his crater eye, and I leaned on it turning it as shipwright turns a drill in planking.
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