"As we rowed on, and nearer to the mainland, at one end of the bay, we saw a cavern yawning above the water, screened with laurel, and many rams and goats about the place inside a sheepfold (80-84)."
"Slept in this cave alone, and took his flocks to graze afield-remote from all companions, so huge, he seemed no man at all of those who eat wheaten bread (87-91)."
"My men came pressing round me, pleading: take these cheeses, get them stowed, come back, throw open all the pens, and make a run for it? (125-129)
"Strangers, he said, who are you? And where from? What brings you here by sea ways a fair traffic? Or are you wandering rogues, who cast your lives like dice, and ravage other folk by sea?" (156-160)
"Cyclops, try some wine. Heres liquor to wash down your scraps of men. Taste it, and see the kind of drink we carried under out planks. I meant it for an offering if you would help us home." (266-269)
"I drew it from the coals and my four fellows gave me a hand, lugging it near the Cyclops as more than natural force nerved them; straightforward they sprinted, lifted it, and rammed it deep in his crater eye, and I leaned on it turning it as a shipwright turns a drilling planking, having men below to swingthe 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." (287-297)