Ear friends, more than one man, or two, should know those things circe foresaw for us and shared 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?