FULL FATHOM FIVE

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-change,
Into something rich and strange;

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong;

Hark!  now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell;