The "Sirens" episode is set in the Ormond hotel (the Concert Room, and the bar where Miss Douce and Miss Kennedy are serving). The Linati scheme for the chapter includes the correspondences Sirens - Barmaids; Isle - Bar. Sirens are beautiful maidens who lure sailors to their deaths with song. This engraving (1886) shows the Sirens imploring Ulysses to stay. Notice the human bones next to them!
"Bronze by gold heard the hoofirons, steelyringing.
Chips, picking chips off rocky thumbnail, chips.
Horrid! And gold flushed more." (U11.1)
"A husky fifenote blew.
Blew. Blue bloom is on the.
Gold pinnacled hair." (U11.5)
"A jumping rose on satiny breast of satin, rose of Castile.
Trilling, trilling: Idolores." (U11.8)
"Peep! Who's in the... peepofgold?
Tink cried to bronze in pity.
And a call, pure, long and throbbing. Longindying call.
Decoy. Soft word. But look! The bright stars fade. Notes chirruping answer.
O rose! Castile. The morn is breaking." (U11.10)
"Jingle jingle jaunted jingling.
Coin rang. Clock clacked." (U11.15)
"Avowal. Sonnez. I could. Rebound of garter. Not leave thee. Smack. La cloche! Thigh smack. Avowal. Warm. Sweetheart, goodbye!
Jingle. Bloo." (U11.17)
"Boomed crashing chords. When love absorbs. War! War! The tympanum.
A sail! A veil awave upon the waves." (U11.20)
"Lost. Throstle fluted. All is lost now." (U11.22)
When first he saw. Alas!
Full tup. Full throb.
Warbling. Ah, lure! Alluring.
Clapclop. Clipclap. Clappyclap.
Goodgod henev erheard inall." (U11.23)
"Deaf bald Pat brought pad knife took up.
A moonlight nightcall: far: far.
I feel so sad. P.S. So lonely blooming.
"The spiked and winding cold seahorn. Have you the? Each and for other plash and silent roar.
Pearls: when she. Liszt's rhapsodies. Hissss.
Did not: no, no: believe: Lidlyd. With a cock with a carra.
Deepsounding. Do, Ben, do." (U11.34)
"Wait while you wait. Hee hee. Wait while you hee.
Low in dark middle earth. Embedded ore.
Naminedamine. Preacher is he.
All gone. All fallen." (U11.40)
"Tiny, her tremulous fernfoils of maidenhair.
Amen! He gnashed in fury.
Fro. To, fro. A baton cool protruding.
Bronzelydia by Minagold.
By bronze, by gold, in oceangreen of shadow. Bloom. Old Bloom." (U11.45)
"One rapped, one tapped, with a carra, with a cock.
Pray for him! Pray, good people!" (U11.50)
"His gouty fingers nakkering.
Big Benaben. Big Benben." (U11.52)