Saturday, 31 July 2010

pearl diving

…the transmissibility of the past had been replaced by its citability…
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.

Stradanus / pearl diving/ C16

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