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Odysseus blinds Polyphemus
Black figure painting
6th century BC

Blinding of Polyphemus
Eleusis vase (black figure painting)
c. 675-650 BC

Odysseus and his companions blinding the Cyclops
Laconian black figure cup
560 BC

Odysseus and Polyphemus
Black figure vase
6th century BC

Odysseus blinds Polyphemus and escapes from the Cyclops
Frontispiece for Aristotle's Nicomachean Ethics Book VI

Odysseus blinds the Cyclops
17th century etching
Theodor van Thulden (1606 - 1669)

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Odysseus and his men have prepared a sharpened tree-trunk:

Then I shoved the beam underneath a deep bed of cinders,
waiting for it to heat, and I spoke to all my companions
in words of courage, so none should be in a panic, and back out;
but when the beam of olive, green as it was, was nearly
at the point of catching fire and glowed, terribly incandescent,
then I brought it close up from the fire and my friends about me
stood fast. Some great divinity breathed courage into us.

They seized the beam of olive, sharp at the end, and leaned on it
into the eye, while I from above leaning my weight on it
twirled it, like a man with a brace and bit who bores into
a ship timber, and his men from underneath, grasping
the strap on either side whirl it, and it bites resolutely deeper.
So seizing the fire-point-hardened timber we twirled it
in his eye, and the blood boiled around the hot point, so that
the blast and scorch of the burning ball singed all his eyebrows
and eyelids, and the fire made the roots of his eye crackle.
As when a man who works as a blacksmith plunges a screaming
great axe blade or plane into cold water, treating it
for temper, since this is the way steel is made strong, even
so Cyclops' eye sizzled about the beam of the olive.

He gave a giant horrible cry and the rocks rattled
to the sound, and we scuttled away in fear. He pulled the timber
out of his eye, and it blubbered with plenty of blood, then
when he had frantically taken it in his hands and thrown it
away, he cried aloud to the other Cyclopes, who live
around him in their own caves along the windy pinnacles.
They hearing him came swarming up from their various places,
and stood around the cave and asked him what was his trouble:

"Why, Polyphemus, what do you want with all this outcry
through the immortal night and have made us all sleepless?
Surely no mortal against your will can be driving your sheep off?
Surely none can be killing you by force or treachery?"

Then from inside the cave strong Polyphemus answered:
"Good friends, Nobody is killing me by force or treachery."

So then the others speaking in winged words gave him an answer:
"If alone as you are none uses violence on you,
why, there is no avoiding the sickness sent by great Zeus;
so you had better pray to your father, the lord Poseidon."

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