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is head upon his hand； heart…broken with toil and hunger； and gave himself up to death。 But brave Ancaios the helmsman cheered up their hearts once more； and bade them leap on land； and haul the ship with ropes and rollers for many a weary day； whether over land； or mud； or ice； I know not； for the song is mixed and broken like a dream。 And it says next； how they came to the rich nation of the famous long…lived men； and to the coast of the Cimmerians； who never saw the sun； buried deep in the glens of the snow mountains； and to the fair land of Hermione； where dwelt the most righteous of all nations； and to the gates of the world below； and to the dwelling…place of dreams。
And at last Ancaios shouted； 'Endure a little while； brave friends； the worst is surely past； for I can see the pure west wind ruffle the water； and hear the roar of ocean on the sands。 So raise up the mast； and set the sail； and face what comes like men。'
Then out spoke the magic bough； 'Ah； would that I had perished long ago； and been whelmed by the dread blue rocks； beneath the fierce swell of the Euxine！ Better so； than to wander for ever； disgraced by the guilt of my princes； for the blood of Absyrtus still tracks me； and woe follows hard upon woe。 And now some dark horror will clutch me； if I come near the Isle of Ierne。 （7） Unless you will cling to the land； and sail southward and southward for ever； I shall wander beyond the Atlantic； to the ocean which has no shore。'
Then they blest the magic bough； and sailed southward along the land。 But ere they could pass Ierne； the land of mists and storms； the wild wind came down； dark and roaring； and caught the sail； and strained the ropes。 And away they drove twelve nights； on the wide wild western sea； through the foam； and over the rollers； while they saw neither sun nor stars。 And they cried again； 'We shall perish； for we know not where we are。 We are lost in the dreary damp darkness； and cannot tell north from south。'
But Lynceus the long…sighted called gaily from the bows； 'Take heart again； brave sailors； for I see a pine…clad isle； and the halls of the kind Earth…mother； with a crown of clouds around them。'
But Orpheus said； 'Turn from them； for no living man can land there： there is no harbour on the coast； but steep…walled cliffs all round。'
So Ancaios turned the ship away； and for three days more they sailed on； till they came to Aiaia； Circe's home； and the fairy island of the West。 （8）
And there Jason bid them land； and seek about for any sign of living man。 And as they went inland Circe met them； coming down toward the ship； and they trembled when they saw her； for her hair； and face； and robes shone like flame。
And she came and looked at Medeia； and Medeia hid her face beneath her veil。
And Circe cried； 'Ah； wretched girl； have you forgotten all your sins； that you come hither to my island； where the flowers bloom all the year round？ Where is your aged father； and the brother whom you killed？ Little do I expect you to return in safety with these strangers whom you love。 I will send you food and wine： but your ship must not stay here； for it is foul with sin； and foul with sin its crew。'
And the heroes prayed her； but in vain； and cried； 'Cleanse us from our guilt！' But she sent them away； and said； 'Go on to Malea； and there you may be cleansed； and return home。'
Then a fair wind rose； and they sailed eastward by Tartessus on the Iberian shore； till they came to the Pillars of Hercules； and the Mediterranean Sea。 And thence they sailed on through the deeps of Sardinia； and past the Ausonian islands； and the capes of the Tyrrhenian shore； till they came to a flowery island； upon a still bright summer's eve。 And as they neared it； slowly and wearily； they heard sweet songs upon the shore。 But when Medeia heard it； she started； and cried； 'Beware； all heroes； for these are the rocks of the Sirens。 You must pass close by them； for there is no other channel； but those who listen to that song are lost。'
Then Orpheus spoke； the king of all minstrels； 'Let them match their song against mine。 I have charmed stones； and trees； and dragons； how much more the hearts of men！' So he caught up his lyre； and stood upon the poop； and began his magic song。
And now they could see the Sirens on Anthemousa； the flowery isle； three fair maidens sitting on the beach； beneath a red rock in the setting sun； among beds of crimson poppies and golden asphodel。 Slowly they sung and sleepily； with silver voices； mild and clear； which stole over the golden waters； and into the hearts of all the heroes； in spite of Orpheus' song。
And all things stayed around and listened； the gulls sat in white lines along the rocks； on the beach great seals lay basking； and kept time with lazy heads； while silver shoals of fish came up to hearken； and whispered as they broke the shining calm。 The Wind overhead hushed his whistling； as he shepherded his clouds toward the west； and the clouds stood in mid blue； and listened dreaming； like a flock of golden sheep。
And as the heroes listened； the oars fell from their hands； and their heads drooped on their breasts； and they closed their heavy eyes； and they dreamed of bright still gardens； and of slumbers under murmuring pines； till all their toil seemed foolishness； and they thought of their renown no more。
Then one lifted his head suddenly； and cried； 'What use in wandering for ever？ Let us stay here and rest awhile。' And another； 'Let us row to the shore； and hear the words they sing。' And another； 'I care not for the words； but for the music。 They shall sing me to sleep； that I may rest。'
And Butes； the son of Pandion； the fairest of all mortal men； leapt out and swam toward the shore； crying； 'I come； I come； fair maidens； to live and die here； listening to your song。'
Then Medeia clapped her hands together； and cried； 'Sing louder； Orpheus； sing a bolder strain； wake up these hapless sluggards； or none of them will see the land of Hellas more。'
Then Orpheus lifted his harp； and crashed his cunning hand across the strings； and his music and his voice rose like a trumpet through the still evening air； into the air it rushed like thunder； till the rocks rang and the sea； and into their souls it rushed like wine； till all hearts beat fast within their breasts。
And he sung the song of Perseus； how the Gods led him over land and sea； and how he slew the loathly Gorgon； and won himself a peerless bride； and how he sits now with the Gods upon Olympus； a shining star in the sky； immortal with his immortal bride； and honoured by all men below。
So Orpheus sang； and the Sirens； answering each other across the golden sea； till Orpheus' voice drowned the Sirens'； and the heroes caught their oars again。
And they cried； 'We will be men like Perseus； and we will dare and suffer to the last。 Sing us his song again； brave Orpheus； that we may forget the Sirens and their spell。'
And as Orpheus sang； they dashed their oars into the sea； and kept time to his music； as they fled fast away； and the Sirens' voices die