"And when the wine had begun to work on his mind,
I spoke these sweet words to him:
'Cyclops
You ask me my name, my glorious name,
And I will tell it to you. Remember now,
To give me the gift just as you promised.
Noman is my name. They call me Noman-
My mother, my father, and all my friends too.'
He answered from his pitiless heart:
'Noman I will eat last after his friends.
Friends first, him last. That's my gift to you.'"