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Some full-breasted swan
That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
Ruffles her pure cold plume, and read more

Some full-breasted swan
That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood
With swarthy webs.

by Lord Alfred Tennyson Found in: Swans Quotes,
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I will play the swan,
And die in music.

I will play the swan,
And die in music.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Swans Quotes,
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The stately-sailing swan
Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale;
And, arching proud his neck, with read more

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.

by James Thomson (1) Found in: Swans Quotes,
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The immortal swan that did her life deplore.

The immortal swan that did her life deplore.

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You think that upon the score of fore-knowledge and divining I am
infinitely inferior to the swans. When they read more

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.

by Socrates Found in: Swans Quotes,
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The swan on still St. Mary's lake
Float double, swan and shadow!

The swan on still St. Mary's lake
Float double, swan and shadow!

by William Wordsworth Found in: Swans Quotes,
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Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the
Fates summon him, sing at read more

Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the
Fates summon him, sing at the fords of Maeander.

by John Milton Found in: Swans Quotes,
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I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan,
Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death,
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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.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Swans Quotes,
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All our geese are swans.

All our geese are swans.

by Robert Burton Found in: Swans Quotes,
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