John Milton Woods Quotations

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray / Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still.

Like that self-begotten bird / In the Arabian woods embost, / That no second knows nor third, / And lay ere while a holocaust.

To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.