The Siren.
Tormented as the seas that tempest nought assuage,
In all I was a normal man, now tested by its rage,
For Neptune’s gift a daughter, did show herself to me,
When life was then so simple, upon the open sea.
A siren I was warned about, that eyes to drown within,
That no man could resist her need, to ache within her sin,
But all she is since on that day, my heart nor soul can keep away,
That I to gift her of my life, but never she to be my wife,
In all she is the sea she weeps, and asks me of my heart to keep,
In passions power and nature’s crypt, the nectar of my need she sipped,
God help me now I ask and plea, to take this hex away from me,
That I might live in peace again, for heart of her not heaven sent!
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