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• Gibbons.The Silver Swan

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; oh, Death, come close mine eyes;
more geese than swans now live, more fools than wise

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