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.
Hamlet or The Tempest. The Tempest or Hamlet. That's a tough one. I'll go with The Tempest - by a nose.