The silver Swan, who, living, had no Note, when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat. Leaning her breast upon the reedy shore, thus sang her first and last, and sang no more: "Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes! More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise."
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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Hard to listen to 10 minutes of inchoate, out-of-tune lounge music with loud mumbling for lyrics.
If you want to invoke John Donne, here's the pure drop from his day, performed something like he would have heard it. This was Orlando Gibbons's last piece of music, as he was killed in an accident a few months later in 1625. The words, which Gibbons also wrote, are:
The silver Swan, who, living, had no Note,
when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat.
Leaning her breast upon the reedy shore,
thus sang her first and last, and sang no more:
"Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes!
More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise."
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