On Rumor's Tongue Continual Slanders Ride.

The Hebrew Will Turn Christian; He Grows Kind.

If All The Year Were Playing Holidays; To Sport Would Be As Tedious As To Work.

Well, While I Live I'll Fear No Other Thing So Sore As Keeping Safe Nerissa's Ring.

I Wasted Time, And Now Doth Time Waste Me.

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.