Read the passage from the Odyssey . Dear friends, more than one man, or two, should know those things Circe foresaw for us and s
hared with me, so let me tell her forecast; then we die with our eyes open, if we are going to die, or know what death we battle if we can. Sirens weaving a haunting song over the sea we are to shun, she said, and their green shore all sweet with clover; yet she urged that I alone should listen to their song. Therefore you are to tie me up, tight as a splint, erect along the mast, lashed to the mast, and if I shout and beg to be untied, take more turns of the rope to muffle me. Who are the major characters in the passage?
