"Old shipmates, friends, the rest of you stand by; I'll make the cross in my own ship, with my own company, and find out what the mainland natives are- for they may be wild savages, and lawless, or hospitable and god fearing men," (71-75)
"We cried aloud, lifting our hands to Zeus, powerless, looking on at this, appalled; by Cyclops went on filling up his belly with manflesh and great gulps of whey, then lay down like a mast among his sheep," (197-202).
"Now I chopped out a six foot section of this pole and set it down before my men, who scraped it; and when they had it smooth, I hewed again to make a stake with pointed end. I held this in the fire's heart and turned it toughening it, then hid it, well back in the cavern," (230-236).
"Straight forward they sprinted, lifted it, and rammed it deep in his crater eye," (290-292).
"I took the woolliest ram, the choicest of the flock, and hung myself under his kinky belly, pulled up tight, with fingers twisted deep in sheepskin ringlets for an iron grip," (341-345).
"I roused the men, gave orders to man the ships, cast off the mooring lines; and filing in to sit beside the rowlocks oarsmen in line dipped oars into the gray sea. So we moved out, sad in the vast offing, having our precious lives, but not our friends," (479-484).