Shoot, holy Cyclop, shoot.
"The Works Of John Dryden, Vol. 7 (of 18) The Duke of Guise; Albion and Albanius; Don Sebastian"
John Dryden
Suddenly the two fiery eyes fused into a large ball of flaming red; the figure of the fearful one-eyed Cyclop grew taller and stretched higher and higher, and everywhere was the giant-on all sides of me was he-then a sudden flash of steel, and in his monster hand I saw raised a head, cut close to the neck, its eyes incessantly blinking, the dark-red blood gushing from mouth and ears and throat.
"Prison Memoirs of an Anarchist"
Alexander Berkman
Now off at sea, and from the shallows clear, As far as human voice could reach the ear, With taunts the distant giant I accost: 'Hear me, O Cyclop!
"The Odyssey of Homer"
Homer, translated by Alexander Pope