=Nightingale.=

The nightingale, if she should sing by day,
When every goose is cackling, would be thought
No better a musician than the wren.
How many things by season season'd are
To their right praise, and true perfection!

SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

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.

MILTON: _Sonnet 1._