John Milton Quotes on Quiet
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O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warbl'st at eve, when all the woods are still.
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And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.
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When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from off the eaves.
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Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep.