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.In Supine Sleep Thy Edward Lies after "Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies"
In supine sleep thy Edward lies,
Of his bed are paving stones:
Those are X's that were his eyes,
Naught are broken of his bones,
But doth suffer a Body-Blow,
On regions deep below:
Birdies sing his lullabye.
Hey, now I hear them,
(Apologies to William Shakespeare
)Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies
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.
Hark now I hear them,