Description of Polyphemus

Here was a giant’s lair, in fact, who always pastured
his sheepflocks far afield and never mixed with others.
A grim loner, dead set in his own lawless ways.
Here was a piece of work, by god, a monster
built like no mortal who ever supped on bread,
no, like a shaggy peak, I’d say—a man-mountain
rearing head and shoulders over the world.

The Odyssey, Book 9, Translated by Robert Fagles.