Transport for LondonPoem for the day
Ariel`s Song
Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made:
Those are pears 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.
Of his bones are coral made:
Those are pears 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.
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