Our first landfall was Ismarus, in the land of the Cicones. We sacked the town, killed the men and took the women captive.
When the Cyclops- Polyphemus was his name- came home that afternoon, he blotted out the light in the doorway. He was as tall and rugged as an alp. One huge eye glared out of the center of his forehead.
My men disregarded all warnings and sacrificed his cattle, so back at sea Zeus sent a thunderbolt that smashed the ship.
I alone survived, washing up on the island of Calypso.
At which King Alcinous himself arose and took Odysseus by the hand, raising him to his feet. Next to the king's throne sat his eldest son, who now moved aside. Odysseus was guided to this place of honour.
Antinous, ringleader of the suitors, is just lifting a drinking cup when Odysseus puts an arrow through his throat.