"When the young Dawn with finger tips of rose came in the east, I called my men together and made a speech to them:
"We climbed, then briskly to the cave."
"We are from Troy, Achaeans, blown off course by shifting gales on the Great South Sea; homeward bound, but taking routes and ways uncommon; so the will of Zeus would have it."
"Neither reply nor pity came from him, but in one stride9 he clutched at my companions and caught twin his hand
"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; straight forward they sprinted and rammed it deep in his crater eye, and I leaned on it turning it as a shipwright turns a drill."
"If I could take your life I would and take your time away, and hurl you down to hell! The god of Earthquake could not heal you there!"