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Homer, Odyssey | 44 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Homer, The Odyssey (ed. Samuel Butler, Based on public domain edition, revised by Timothy Power and Gregory Nagy.) | 36 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More) | 26 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs) | 16 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding) | 14 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Euripides, Rhesus (ed. Gilbert Murray) | 12 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), The Art of Poetry: To the Pisos (ed. C. Smart, Theodore Alois Buckley) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley) | 4 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Plato, Republic | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Epictetus, Works (ed. George Long) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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Chorus
No Dionysus is here, no dances, no Bacchic worship and carrying his wand, no ecstatic noise of drums by the gushing springs of water, no fresh drops of wine. Nor on Mount Nysa can I join the Nymphs in singing the song ‘Iacchos Iacchos’ to Aphrodite, whom I swiftly pursued in company with white-footed Bacchants. Ah me, lord Dionysus, where are you faring without your companions, shaking your golden hair? I, your attendant, serve this one-eyed Cyclops, a slave in exile, dressed in this wretched goat-skin cloak and deprived of your friendship
Enter the Cyclops with retinue by Eisodos A.
Cyclops
Give way, make way! What is going on here? What means this slackness? Why this Bacchic holiday? Here is no Dionysus, no bronze castanets, no rattle of drums. How fare my new-born lambs in the cave? Are they at the teat and running to their mothers' sides? The milk for cheeses—has it been put in rush buckets? What say you? This club will soon make someone cry. Look up, not down!
Chorus-Leader
looking up at Polyphemus
There! My head is turned up toward Zeus himself and the stars, and I see Orion!
Cyclops
Is my dinner well prepared?
Chorus-Leader
It is: just be sure your gullet is ready.
Cyclops
Are the mixing-bowls filled with milk as well?
Chorus-Leader
So much that you can drink an entire storage-jar if you like.
Cyclops
Cows' milk or sheep's or a mixture of both?
Chorus-Leader
Whatever you like. Just don't swallow me down.
Cyclops
I wouldn't think of it: you would be the death of me with your dance-steps, leaping arou
Euripides, The Trojan Women (ed. E. P. Coleridge), line 424 (search)
“Now this seemed to my mind the best plan. There lay beside a sheep-pen a great club of the Cyclops,a staff of green olive-wood, which he had cut to carry with him when dry; and as we looked at it we thought it as large as is the mast of a black ship of twenty oars, a merchantman, broad of beam, which crosses over the great gulf; h dam he placed her young. But when he had busily performed his tasks, again he seized two men at once and made ready his supper.Then I drew near and spoke to the Cyclops, holding in my hands an ivy1 bowl of the dark wine:
“‘Cyclops, take and drink wine after thy meal of human flesh, that thou mayest know what manner of drink this Cyclops, take and drink wine after thy meal of human flesh, that thou mayest know what manner of drink this is which our ship contained. It was to thee that I was bringing it as a drink offering, in the hope that, touched with pity,thou mightest send me on my way home; but thou ragest in a way that is past all bearing. Cruel man, how shall any one of all the multitudes of men ever come to thee again hereafter, seeing that thou hast wroug<
“So he spoke, and again I handed him the flaming wine. Thrice I brought and gave it him, and thrice he drained it in his folly. But when the wine had stolen about the wits of the Cyclops, then I spoke to him with gentle words:
“‘Cyclops, thou askest me of my glorious name, and Iwill tell it thee; and do thou give me a stranger's gift, even as thou didst promise. Noman is my name, Noman do they call me—my mother and my father, and all my comrades as well.’
“So I spoke, and he straightway answerCyclops, thou askest me of my glorious name, and Iwill tell it thee; and do thou give me a stranger's gift, even as thou didst promise. Noman is my name, Noman do they call me—my mother and my father, and all my comrades as well.’
“So I spoke, and he straightway answered me with pitiless heart: ‘Noman will I eat last among his comrades,and the others before him; this shall be thy gift.’
“He spoke, and reeling fell upon his back, and lay there with his thick neck bent aslant, and sleep, that conquers all, laid hold on him. And from his gullet came forth wine and bits of human flesh, and he vomited in his drunken sleep.Then verily I thrust in the stake under the deep ashes until it should grow hot, and heartened all my comrades with cheering w