With this, I went aboard and ordered my crew to follow and loose the cables.They boarded swiftly and took their places on the benches then sitting down in the rows they struck the grey water with their oars.
"Strangers, who are you?Where do you sail from over the sea-roads?Are you on business, or do you roam at random, like pirates who chance their lives to bring evil to others?"
"We are Archean's, returning from Troy, driven over the ocean depths by every wind that blows.Heading from home we were forced to take another route, a diferent course, as Zeus, I soppused<intednde..."
"Here, cyclops have some wine to follow your meal of human flesh, so you can taste the sort of drink we carried in our ship..."
They held the sharpened olivewood stake, and thrust it into his eyes, while I threw my weight on the end, and twisted it round and round as a man bores the timbers of a ship with a drill that others twirl lower down with a strap held at both ends, and so keep the drill continuously moving.
With this he drove the ram away from him out of the doors, and I loosed myself when the ram was a little way from the cave...