FULL FADOM FIUE THY FATHER LIES - Robert W. Service Poems

 
 

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FULL FADOM FIUE THY FATHER LIES

Full fadom five thy Father lies,
    Of his bones are Corrall made:
Those are pearles that were his eies,
    Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a Sea-change
Into something rich, & strange:
Sea-Nimphs hourly ring his knell.
      Burthen:
      ding-dong.
Harke now I heare them, ding-dong, bell.