At dawn the Cyclops woke, and his awakening was like a thunderstorm.
The Cyclops tasted the wine and laughed with delight so that the cave shook.
I never associate Vulcan and his Cyclops with the idea of a forge.
It is sufficient that the ambiguity was such as to deceive the friends of the Cyclops.
We thrust the burning stick into the Cyclops' eye and put it out.