Then listen I To the celestial Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fates of gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsio…

Thus it fell upon a night, When there was nought but starrie light, She was vanish'd right as she list, That no wight but herself wist, And that was at midnight tide. The world was still on every side. With open head and foot all bare ; He…