#the beguiling allure of the sirens
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#made by
#tanisha shaw
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First, to the Sirens ye shall come, that taint; The minds of all men, whom they acquaint
With their attractions. Whosoever shall; (For want of knowledge mov’d) but heare the call
Of any Siren: he will so despise; Both wife and children, for their sorceries,
That never home turnes his affections streame; Nor they take joy in him, nor he in them.
The Sirens will so soften with their song;
(Shrill, and in sensuall appetite so strong)
His loose affections, that he gives them heed. And then observe: They sit amidst a meade:
And round about it runnes a hedge or wall; Of dead mens bones: their withered skins and all
Hung all along upon it; and these men; Were such as they had fawnd into their Fen,
And then their skins hung on the hedge of bones.
The siren’s melody rises with the tide, whispering through the waves—
Will you let the sea pull you in?
#yes
#yes
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