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, The Tempest

“Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It’s the glory of the sea that has turned my head.”

—Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island