"Woman, by heaven you've stung me now!

who dared to move my bed?

No builder had the skill for that - unless

a god came down to turn the trick. No mortal

in his best days could budge it with a crowbar.

There is our pact and pledge, our secret sign, built into that bed - my handwork

and no one else's!

"Friends,

have we never been in danger before this?

More fearsome, is it now, than when the Cyclops

penned us in his cave? What power he had!

Did I not keep my nerve, and use my wits

to find a way out for us?"

Now I say

by hook or crook this peril too shall be 

something that we remember.

Heads up, lads!

"Cyclops,

if ever mortal man inquire

how you were put to shame and blinded, tell him

Odysessus, raider of cities, took your eye:

Laertes' son, whose home's on Ithica!

"No god. Why take me for a god? No, no.

I am that father whom your boyhood lacked

and suffered pain for lack of. I am he."

Accomplished Circe's 3 tasks:

1. resurrect Teiresias and discover information 

2. sail through the Sirens where women birds have beautiful voices that lure men to stay

3. sail in a straight narrow path (where Scylla and Charybdis are located on both sides of the path)