Square in your ships path are Sirens crying Beauty to be which men coasting by whoa to the innocent who hears that sound he will not see his lady nor his children enjoy crowding about him home from sea the sirens will sing his mind away on this sweet Meadow lowling there are bones of dead men rotting in a pile beside them and blade skins shriveled around the spots from this passage the reader is most likely to determine that Cirque is
