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SITE OF THE CASTLE OF ULYSSES.
SONG OF THE SIRENS.
ither, famed Ulysses, steer,
Pass not, pride of Greece, along;
To our haven come and hear,
Come and hear the Sirens' song.
Never did a sable bark
Coasting by our island stray—
That it did not stop to mark,
With raptured ear our honied lay.
Here the seamen, loath to part,
Ever found a welcome kind;
We with pleasure cheered his heart,
We with wisdom filled his mind.
Well we know each gallant deed
Done in Ilion's spreading land,—
When, as gods of heaven decreed,
Greece and Troy fought hand to hand.
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