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Two From Shakespeare: Full Fathom Five / Perchance to Win

Pete Seeger
Language: English



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

To fight, perchance to win, aye, there's the rub
For victory brings power and prestige
And the children of the children of the fighters
Take all for granted, and, in turn, oppress


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