"I drew if from the coals and my four fellows gave me a hand, lugging it near the Cyclops as more than a natural force nerved them; strait forward as they sprinted, lifted it, and rammed it deep in his crater eye . . ."
"The god Hermes stops him to give him a plant that will weaken Circe's power." "Protected by the plant's magic, Odysseus resists Circe's sorcery."
" . . . let the men tie you in the lugger, hand and foot, back to the mast, lashed to the mast, so you may hear those Harpies thrilling voices shout as you will, begging to be untied, your crew must only twist more line around you and keep their stroke up, till the singers fade . . ."
". . . so effortlessly Odysseus in one motion strung the bow. Then slid his right hand down the cord and plucked it, so the taut gut vibrating hummed and sang a swallow's note." "In the hushed hall it smote the suitors and all their faces changed."