37. The Isles of the Sirens

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CEASE, Stranger, cease those piercing notes,
    The craft of Siren choirs;
Hush the seductive voice, that floats
    Upon the languid wires.

Music's ethereal fire was given
    Not to dissolve our clay,
But draw Promethean beams from Heaven,
    And purge the dross away.

Weak self! with thee the mischief lies,
    Those throbs a tale disclose;
Nor age nor trial has made wise
    The Man of many woes.

Off Lisbon
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December 13, 1832.

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