The Silver Swan
Orlando Gibbons, Paul Mccandless, Thomas Godoj
The Silver Swan who, living, had no note,
When death approach'd, unlock'd her silent throat.
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
Thus sung her first and last, And sung no more:
""Farewell all joys, O death come close mine eyes.
More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.""
