Leader: Keep that for thyself; with my own eyes I saw thee sell the
goods to the strangers; and if I lie, perdition catch my sire! but
injure not the strangers.
Cyclops: Ye lie; for my part I put more faith in him than Rhadamanthus,
declaring him more just. But I have some questions to ask. Whence
sailed ye, strangers? of what country are you? what city was it nursed
your childhood?
Odysseus: We are Ithacans by birth, and have been driven from our
course by the winds of the sea on our way from Ilium, after sacking
its citadel.
Cyclops: Are ye the men who visited on Ilium, that bordereth on Scamander's
wave, the rape of Helen, worst of women?
Odysseus: We are; that was the fearful labour we endured.
Cyclops: A sorry expedition yours, to have sailed to the land of Phrygia
for the sake of one woman