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Two island swans – mated for life.
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His faithful heart would not – consider any other wife.
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For three years of peaceful joy – midst the rushes of the pond.
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Proud and gentle was the loving – of the last two island swans.
Their love was like a circle
– no beginning and no end.
With his lady by his side – a treasure and best friend.
The pond was all so peaceful – in the rising of the sun.
Young and free as the Island breeze – their life had just begun.
Until a dread day in November
– when the searing cold did start.
Stalked the hunter with his bow – put an arrow through her heart.
Husband come to my side – let your feather warm my pain.
I feel I will not spend – another day with you again.
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And the cold winds blow
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He was brave but he's laid low
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By her body in the Isle of mist
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I saw him give her, one last cold kiss, one last cold kiss.
Of swans the people talk of only
– one in this day tide.
Though they brought him twenty ladies – he would take no other bride.
And they say he will not move from – the place where she did fall.
Once so proud he's beaten now – and he will not speak at all.
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