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Music of the Waters. 59 |
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Purcell. |
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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.
Chonis.—Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell;
Hark ! now I hear them—ding-dong, bell."
Then there is Stephano's half-drunken—
" I shall no more to sea, to sea ;
Here shall I die ashore.
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The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I,
The gunner and his mate Loved Mall, Meg and Marian and Margery,
But none of us cared for Kate ;
For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a sailor ' go hang!'
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang! "
Caliban, too, like many a modern tar, has a line or two on his past hardships in " The Still-vex'd Bermoothes " :— |
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