Saturday, June 9, 2012

The song

Full fathom five thy mother lies;

Of her bones are coral made;

Those are pearls that were her eyes;

Nothing of her that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea-change

Into something rich and strange.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring her knell:

Hark! now I hear them — Ding-dong, bell.

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