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Caption: Magazine - The Siren (1911 Selections)
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On a rocky island In the Land of Sleep, Sits a Siren gazing Out across the deep. V Softly then our summons Break upon her dreams, In her isolation, Heaven sent, it seems. And she comes rejoicing; With her we rejoice, And in glad abandon Listen to her voice. Hark! Why, it no longer Man's destruction sings™ Purely and divinely With merry jests it rings. 7
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