ARIEL
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
ARIEL / SPIRITS
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell.
FERDINAND
Hark! now I hear them-
ARIEL / SPIRITS
Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong. Ding…
