The Dying Swan
T. Sturge Moore
1870 to 1944
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O silver-throated Swan
Struck, struck! A golden dart
Clean thy breast has gone
Home to thy heart.
Thrill, thrill, O silver throat!
O silver trumpet, pour
Love for back
On him who smote!
And brim, brim o'er
love; and ruby-dye thy track
Down thy last living
Of river, sail the golden light—
Enter the sun's heart—even teach
O wondrous-gifted Pain, teach Thou
The God of love, let him learn how!