Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes;
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea of change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea nymphs hourly ring his knell
Ding-dong Hark!
Now I hear them
Ding-dong bell.

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