Diving For Jack's Lagan

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.