"In the next land we found were Cyclopes, / giants, louts, without a law to bless them" (1-2).
A prodigious man / slept in this cave alone, and took his flocks / to graze afield, remote from all his companions, / knowing none but savage ways, a brute / so huge, he seemed no man at all of those / who eat good wheaten bread" (Lines 32-36).
"But in one stride he clutched at my companions / and caught two in his hands like squirming puppies / to beat their brains out, spattering on the floor. / Then he dismembered them and made his meal, / gaping and crunching like a mountain lion" (137-141).
"Drunk, hiccupping, / he dribbled streams of liquor and bits of men. / Now by the gods, I drove my big hand spike / deep in the embers, charring it again, / and cheered my men along with battle talk / to keep their courage up" (225-230).
"Three abreast / I tied them silently together, twining / cords of willow from the ogre's bed; / then slung a man under each middle one / to ride there safely, shielded left and right" (281-285).
"He sent us into the open, then. Close by, / I dropped and rolled clear of the ram's belly, / going this way and that to untie the men. / With many glances back, we rounded up / his fat, stiff-legged sheep to take aboard, / and we drove them to where the good ship lay" (319-324).