Quote#Nature
The bird
Quote byWilliam Somervile · 1675–1742
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Chace (1735).
English (original)
The bird That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet complainings.
— William Somervile
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