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Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies



Full fathom five thy Father lies, Of his bones are Corrall made: Those are pearles that were his eies, ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 25 July 2006
Author: William Shakespeare
Rating: 3.8/5 (12 votes cast)
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Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies
Full fathom 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-Nymphs hourly ring his knell.
Harke now I heare them, ding-dong, bell.
-William Shakespeare -

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