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Full fathom five thy father lies
Of his bones are coral made
Those are pearls that were his eyes
My art for your items?
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange...
Of his bones are coral made
Those are pearls that were his eyes
My art for your items?
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange...