Come now, she says, and I do not reply

But steel myself to shun her siren call

As she begins to sing her lullaby

I lose my grip and slowly start to fall

Then rouse myself, relieved I have escaped

Her firm but gentle grasp, and I dismiss her

So I might be spared that little death

And make a brave display of faithfulness

To her I must obey distrustful wife

Whose call detains me from my lover’s charms

And so persists this spouse and mistress strife

Till soon the temptress holds me in her arms

And I, from thoughtful burdens now relieved,

Succumb to bliss and vow to never leave.

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