Orlando Gibbons….

Got this e-mail from Wondering Minstrels, loved it… here it is!

“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; O Death, come close mine eyes;
More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.

— Orlando Gibbons