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                         A SEA DIRGE
 
 
             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.
 
                                 William Shakespeare
                                  (from THE TEMPEST)
 
 
 
 
 
 
                         THE OUTLET
 
 
                   My river runs to thee:
                   Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
                   My river waits reply.
      		   Oh sea, look graciously!
		   I'll fetch thee brooks
		   From spotted nooks,-
		   Say, sea,
		   Take me!
 
 				  Emily Dickinson