“In a wooded valley they came upon the palace of Circe,built of polished stone, set in a sheltered position; andaround it were prowling mountain wolves and lions, mento whom Circe had fed noxious drugs and so bewitched.These did not charge at my men, but actually reared up ontheir hind legs and fawned on them, wagging their long tails.As when dogs fawn on their master when he comes froma feast, because he always brings scraps to please them,so these wolves and strong-clawed lions fawned about mymen; but when they saw these grim beasts they were afraid.”