William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.
A Sea DirgeWilliam Shakespeare (15641616)
From “The Tempest,” Act I. Scene 1
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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!