"I carved a massive cake of beeswax into bits and rolled them in my hands until they softened-- no long task, for burning heat came down from Helios, lord of high noon. Going forward I carried wax along the line , and laid it in their ears. They tied me up, then, plumb amidships, back to the mast, lashed to the mast, and took themselves again to rowing.
"Soon, as we came in hailing distance, the two Sirens, noting our fast ship off their point, made ready , and they sang..."
"The lovely voices in ardor appealing over the water made me crave to listen, and I tried to say 'Untie me!' to the crew, jerking my brows; but they bent steady to the oars."
"Then Perimedes got to his feet, he and Eurylochus, and passed more line about, to hold me still. So all rowed on, until the Sirens dropped under the sea rim, and their singing dwindled away."
"My faithful company rested on their oars now, peeling off the wax that I had laid thick on their ears; then set me free."
"But scarcely had that island faded in blue air than I saw smoke and white water, with sound of waves in tumult--a sound the men heard and it terrified them."
Next Time on the Odyssey!
The men face troubles at sea and the beast Scylla!