Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.
William Shakespeare XLVI. A Sea DirgeF
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:
Hark! now I hear them,—
Ding-dong, bell.