Various, The Rural Magazine, and Literary Evening Fire-Side…
“ I could see that the sirens, who so fatally beguiled the way, kept aloof from this part of the valley, and lingered among the cool and shady retreats at the entrance. Yet the travellers seemed, as before, urged on by an irresistible impulse; although, as they advanced, the way became less pleasant, the groves and the flowers less frequent and luxuriant, and the melody of the birds less enchanting. The sun now shone with intolerable ardour, and the plain ended in a burning sandy desert, trackless and unwatered. ”
