John Milton Quote

The wakeful nightingale,
She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd: now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires: Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light,
And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.

Paradise Lost, IV, l. 602