- 1. The Siren's Song
Steer hither, steer your wingë"d pines,
All beaten mariners,
Here lie Love's undiscover'd mines,
A prey to passengers;
...
- 2. Music On The Thames
As I have seen when on the breast of Thames
A heavenly bevy of sweet English dames,
In some calm ev'ning of delightful May,
With music give a farewell to the day,
...
- 3. Night
Now great Hyperion left his golden throne
That on the dancing waves in glory shone,
For whose declining on the western shore
The oriental hills black mantles wore,
...
- 4. The Sirens' Song
STEER, hither steer your winged pines,
All beaten mariners!
Here lie Love's undiscover'd mines,
A prey to passengers--
...
- 5. The Sirens' Song
Steer, hither steer your wingèd pines,
All beaten mariners!
Here lie Love's undiscover'd mines,
A prey to passengers-
...
