From there we sailed on, our spirits at low ebb, And reached the land of the high and mighty Cyclops, lawless brutes, who trust so to the everlasting gods they never plant with their own hands or plow the soil. Unsown, unplowed, the earth teems with all they need, wheat, barley and vines swelled byContinue reading “Circe and the Cyclops: The Land of the High and Mighty Cyclops (Homer)”
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