have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
When the wind blows the water white and black.

— T.S. Eliot, “The Love Song of  J. Alfred Prufrock”

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