A neat, little poem from Shakespeare's The Tempest:

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 toll his knell--ding, dong!.
Hark! Now I hear them! Ding, dong bell!

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