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Alone

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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:

                                           Ding-dong.

Hark! now I hear them,- ding-dong bell.

The Tempest, Act I, Scene 2

Shakespeare

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