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!