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The Golden Treasury of English Songs and Lyrics/Book 1/Poem 46

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2706186The Golden Treasury of English Songs and Lyrics — Poem XLV. A Sea DirgeFrancis Turner PalgraveWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616)

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A SEA DIRGE

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-changeInto something rich and strange;Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:Hark! now I hear them,—Ding, dong, Bell.W. Shakespeare