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Then bending to the stroke, the active train Plunge all at once their oars, and cleave the main.
• While to the shore the rapid vessel flies, Our swift approach the Siren quire descries; Celestial music warbles from their tongue, And thus the sweet deluders tune the song
“O stay, 0 pride of Greece! Ulysses, stay! O cease thy course, and listen to our lay! Bless'd is the man ordain'd our voice to hear, The song instructs the soul, and charms the ear. Approach! thy soul shall into raptures rise! Approach! and learn new wisdom from the wise! We know whate'er the kings of mighty name Achieved at Ilion in the field of fame; Whate'er beneath the sun's bright journey lies. () stay, and learn new wisdom from the wise !"
“Thus the sweet charmers warbled o'er the main; My soul takes wing to meet the heavenly strain; I give the sign, and struggle to be free: Swift row my mates, and shoot along the sea ! New chains they add, and rapid urge the way, Till, dying off, the distant sounds decay: Then scudding swiftly from the dangerous ground, The deafen’d ear unlock’d, the chains unbound.
• Now all at once tremendous scenes unfold ; Thunder'd the deeps, the smoking billows rolld! Tumultuous waves embroil'd the bellowing flood : All trembling, deafen'd, and aghast we stood! No more the vessel plough'd the dreadful wave, Fear seized the mighty, and underved the brave; Each dropp'd his oar: but swift from man to man With look serene I turn’d, and thus began" O friends! Oh often tried in adverse storms! With ills familiar in more dreadful forms !
Deep in the dire Cyclopean den you lay,
* Meantime, forgetful of the voice divine, All dreadful bright my limbs in armour shine; High on the deck I take my dangerous stand, Two glittering javelins lighten in my hand; Prepared to whirl the whizzing spear I stay, Till the fell fiend arise to seize her prey. Around the dungeon, studious to behold The hideous pest, my labouring eyes I rolld; In vain! the dismal dungeon, dark as night, Veils the dire monster, and confounds the sight. Now through the rocks, appall’d with deep
dismay, Webend our course, and stem the desperate way; Dire Scylla there a scene of horror forms, And here Charybdis fills the deep with storms.
When the tide rushes from her rumbling caves
• Now from the rocks the rapid vessel flies, And the hoarse din like distant thunder dies; To Sol's bright isle our voyage we pursue, And now the glittering mountains rise to view.
There, sacred to the radiant god of day,
“ O friends! Oh ever exercised in care! Hear Heaven's commands, and reverence what
hear! To fly these shores the prescient Theban shade And Circè warns! O be their voice obey'd! Some mighty woe relentless Heaven forebodes : Fly these dire regions, and revere the gods!"
• While yet I spoke, a sudden sorrow ran Through every breast,and spread from man to man, Till wrathful thus Eurylochus began
“ O cruel thou! some fury sure has steeld That stubborn soul, by toil untaught to yield ! From sleep debarr’d, we sink from woes to woes; And, cruel, enviest thou a short repose? Still must we restless rove, new seas explore, The sun descending, and so near the shore? And lo! the night begins her gloomy reign, And doubles all the terrors of the main. Oft in the dead of night loud winds arise, Lash the wild surge, and bluster in the skies; Oh should the fierce south-west his
rage display, And toss with rising storms the watery way, Though gods descend from heaven's aerial plain To lend us aid, the gods descend in vain : Then while the night displays her awful shade, Sweet time of slumber! be the night obey'd !
Haste ye to land! and when the morning ray Sheds her bright beams, pursue the destined way." A sudden joy in every
bosom rose; So will'd some demon, minister of woes!
• To whom with grief_"O swift to be undone, Constrain’d I act what wisdom bids me shun. But yonder herds and yonder flocks forbear; Attest the heavens, and call the gods to hear: Content, an innocent repast display, By Circè given, and fly the dangerous prey.”
• Thus I: and while to shore the vessel flies, With hands uplifted they attest the skies; Then where a fountain's gurgling waters play, They rush to land, and end in feasts the day: They feed; they quaff; and now (their hunger fled) Sigh for their friends devour'd, and mourn the dead. Nor cease the tears, till each in slumber shares A sweet forgetfulness of human cares.
Now far the night advanced her gloomy reign, And setting stars rollid down the azure plain : When, at the voice of Jove, wild whirlwinds rise, And clouds and double darkness veil the skies; The moon, the stars, the bright etherial host, Seem as extinct, and all their splendours lost; The furious tempest roars with dreadful sound: Air thunders, rolls the ocean, groans the ground. All night it raged; when morning rose, to land We haul'd our bark, and moor'd it on the strand, Where in a beauteous grotto's cool recess Dance the green Nereids of the neighbouring seas. There, while the wild winds whistled o'er the
main, Thus careful I address'd the listening train
O friends, be wise! nor dare the flocks destroy Of these fair pastures : ye