The Silver Swan.
The silver swan. who living had no note, When death approached unlocked her silent throat ;. Leaning her breast against the reedy shore, Thus sang her first and last, and sang ho more: "Parewell, all joys; O death, come. close mine eyés, "More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise!"
Anon
(17th century).
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Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 21, 7 December 1928, Page 31
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57The Silver Swan. Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 21, 7 December 1928, Page 31
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