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:
Hark! now I hear them,--Ding-dong, bell
Ding dong bell ding dong bell
Hark! now I hear them
Hark! now I hear them
Hark! now I hear them