Ulysses and the Siren

Samuel Daniel 1562 (Taunton) – 1619

Siren. COME, worthy Greek! Ulysses, come,
   Possess these shores with me:
The winds and seas are troublesome,
   And here we may be free.
Here may we sit and view their toil
   That travail in the deep,
And joy the day in mirth the while,
   And spend the night in sleep.

Ulysses. Fair Nymph, if fame or honour were
   To be attain'd with ease,
Then would I come and rest me there,
   And leave such toils as these.
But here it dwells, and here must I
   With danger seek it forth:
To spend the time luxuriously
   Becomes not men of worth.

Siren. Ulysses, O be not deceived
   With that unreal name;
This honour is a thing conceived,
   And rests on others' fame:
Begotten only to molest
   Our peace, and to beguile
The best thing of our life--our rest,
   And give us up to toil.

Ulysses. Delicious Nymph, suppose there were
   No honour nor report,
Yet manliness would scorn to wear
   The time in idle sport:
For toil doth give a better touch
   To make us feel our joy,
And ease finds tediousness as much
   As labour yields annoy.

Siren. Then pleasure likewise seems the shore
   Whereto tends all your toil,
Which you forgo to make it more,
   And perish oft the while.
Who may disport them diversely
   Find never tedious day,
And ease may have variety
   As well as action may.

Ulysses. But natures of the noblest frame
   These toils and dangers please;
And they take comfort in the same
   As much as you in ease;
And with the thought of actions past
   Are recreated still:
When Pleasure leaves a touch at last
   To show that it was ill.

Siren. That doth Opinion only cause
   That 's out of Custom bred,
Which makes us many other laws
   Than ever Nature did.
No widows wail for our delights,
   Our sports are without blood;
The world we see by warlike wights
   Receives more hurt than good.

Ulysses. But yet the state of things require
   These motions of unrest:
And these great Spirits of high desire
   Seem born to turn them best:
To purge the mischiefs that increase
   And all good order mar:
For oft we see a wicked peace
   To be well changed for war.

Siren. Well, well, Ulysses, then I see
   I shall not have thee here:
And therefore I will come to thee,
   And take my fortune there.
I must be won, that cannot win,
   Yet lost were I not won;
For beauty hath created been
   T' undo, or be undone.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on April 30, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 2,336
Words 422
Stanzas 9
Stanza Lengths 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8

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