Read the excerpt from Part 3 of The Odyssey by Homer.so let me tell [Circe’s] forecast: then we diewith our eyes open, if we are going to die,or know what death we baffle if we can. Sirens weaving a haunting song over the seawe are to shun, she said, and their green shoreall sweet with clover; yet she urged that Ialone should listen to their song. Thereforeyou are to tie me up, tight as a splint, erect along the mast, lashed to the mast,and if I shout and beg to be untied,take more turns of the rope to muffle me.’