Polyphemus's Perspective

Polyphemus's Perspective

I am Polyphemus, the great Cyclop of Cyclopes. I never thought a puny human would be the one to defeat me. I always expected it to be another Cyclop or monster but never in my wildest nightmares, a human. Let me share my story with you through my sheep who is serving as my amanuensis.
It all began when I returned to my cave one day after herding my sheep. That is when I first noticed Ulysses and his posse of puny humans. I asked, “Who are you men? Where do you come from?”(A quo loco venitis? Qui homines estis? Line 13) Ulysses responded with, “We are greeks, and I am called Noone.”(Nos Graeci sumus. Ego Nemo appellor. Line 14) I thought they were harmless and would make a great snack, so I grabbed two of the weaklings and ate them. Boy, did they taste good! Before I went to sleep that day, I made sure to block the exit with the giant boulder so they were trapped with no way out. The next day I ate two more and drinked myself to sleep from Noone’s wine.
However little did I know that the wine would lead to my downfall. The following morning I awoke to a spike thrust into my bloody eye. I pulled the spike out and screamed for my fellow Cyclops to help me. When they arrived I explained that Noone had blinded me, but they all left assuming that no one had hurt me. I was deceived and was on my one. I assumed that Ulyssus and his group had blinded me in order to escape from the cave. With that information I devised a plan of my own. The following morning when I moved the boulder to let my sheep out, I guarded the exit of my cave feeling everything before I let it pass to ensure that Ulysses and his men would not escape so easily. However I was outsmarted again. Ulyssus and his men cleverly tied themselves under sheep and were able to escape. It was not until Ulyssus started taunting me from his ship that I realized I had been tricked again. By then it was too late for me to do anything.
This is my story of how Ulysses tricked and blinded me. I curse him as the...

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