<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Swans - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[Coal-black is better than another hue In that it scorns to bear another hue;  For all the water in ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58462]]></link><description><![CDATA[Coal-black is better than another hue In that it scorns to bear another hue;  For all the water in the ocean   Can never turn the swan's black legs to white,    Although she lave them hourly in the flood.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58462</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[You think that upon the score of fore-knowledge and divining I am infinitely inferior to the swans. When they perceive ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58463]]></link><description><![CDATA[You think that upon the score of fore-knowledge and divining I am infinitely inferior to the swans. When they perceive approaching death they sing more merrily than before, because of the joy they have in going to the God they serve.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58463</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy  Hidden in sorrow: at first to ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58464]]></link><description><![CDATA[The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy  Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear   The warble was low, and full and clear.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58464</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,  Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58465]]></link><description><![CDATA[Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,  Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood   With swarthy webs.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58465</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The stately-sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale;  And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58466]]></link><description><![CDATA[The stately-sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale;  And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet   Bears forward fierce, and guards his osier isle,    Protective of his young.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58466</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan on still St. Mary's lake Float double, swan and shadow! ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58467]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan on still St. Mary's lake Float double, swan and shadow!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58467</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58454]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58454</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan, with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows  Her state with oary feet. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58455]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan, with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows  Her state with oary feet.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58455</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the Fates summon him, sing at the ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58456]]></link><description><![CDATA[Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the Fates summon him, sing at the fords of Maeander.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58456</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue--the swan's down-feather  That stands upon ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58457]]></link><description><![CDATA[Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue--the swan's down-feather  That stands upon the swell at full of tide,   And neither way inclines.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58457</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[We bodged again, as I have been a swan With bootless labor swim against the tide  And spend her ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58458]]></link><description><![CDATA[We bodged again, as I have been a swan With bootless labor swim against the tide  And spend her strength with overmatching waves.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58458</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death,  And ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58459]]></link><description><![CDATA[I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death,  And from the organ-pipe of fraity sings   His soul and body to their lasting rest.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58459</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Let music sound while he doth make his choice; Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end,  Fading ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58460]]></link><description><![CDATA[Let music sound while he doth make his choice; Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end,  Fading in music.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58460</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I will play the swan, And die in music. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58461]]></link><description><![CDATA[I will play the swan, And die in music.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58461</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Death darkens his eyes, and unplumes his wings, Yet the sweetest song is the last he sings:  Live so, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58447]]></link><description><![CDATA[Death darkens his eyes, and unplumes his wings, Yet the sweetest song is the last he sings:  Live so, my Love, that when death shall come,   Swan-like and sweet it may waft thee home.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58447</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The immortal swan that did her life deplore. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58448]]></link><description><![CDATA[The immortal swan that did her life deplore.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58448</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The dying swan, when years her temples pierce, In music-strains breathes out her life and verse,  And, chanting her ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58449]]></link><description><![CDATA[The dying swan, when years her temples pierce, In music-strains breathes out her life and verse,  And, chanting her own dirge, tides on her wat'ry hearse.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58449</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan in the pool is singing, And up and down doth he steer,  And, singing gently ever,  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58450]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan in the pool is singing, And up and down doth he steer,  And, singing gently ever,   Dips under the water clear.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58450</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow;  Sweet voices mysteriously wailing   Pierce ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58451]]></link><description><![CDATA[And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow;  Sweet voices mysteriously wailing   Pierce through me as onward they go.    They sail along, and a ringing     Sweet melody rises on high;      And when the swans begin singing,       They presently must die.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58451</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58452]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58452</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58453]]></link><description><![CDATA[There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58453</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[All our geese are swans. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58443]]></link><description><![CDATA[All our geese are swans.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58443</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing save the waves and I  May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58444]]></link><description><![CDATA[Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing save the waves and I  May hear our mutual murmurs sweep;   There, swan-like, let me sing and die.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58444</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58445]]></link><description><![CDATA[The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58445</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The swan is not without cause dedicated to Apollo, because foreseeing his happiness in death, he dies with singing and ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58446]]></link><description><![CDATA[The swan is not without cause dedicated to Apollo, because foreseeing his happiness in death, he dies with singing and pleasure. [Lat., Cignoni non sine causa Apoloni dicata sint, quod ab eo divinationem habere videantur, qua providentes quid in morte boni sit, cum cantu et voluptate moriantur.]]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/58446</guid></item></channel></rss>