It's a well known myth that swans don't sing until the day they die, at which point they sing a beautiful song.
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."
-Orlando Gibbons
It's a well known myth that swans don't sing until the day they die, at which point they sing a beautiful song.
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." -Orlando Gibbons
Just thought I'd point that out.