NIGHTINGALE
Related Subject: Birds
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A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.—ROBERT BURTON, Anatomy of Melancholy
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Oh nightingale! What doth she ail?
And is she sad or jolly?
For ne'er on earth was sound of mirth
So like to melancholy.—HARTLEY COLERIDGE, Song
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The nightingale among the thick-leaved spring
That sits alone in sorrow, and doth sing
Whole nights away in mourning.—JOHN FLETCHER, The Faithful Shepherdess
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times hath
Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.—KEATS, Ode to a Nightingale
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All but the wakeful nightingale;
She all night long her amorous descant sung.—MILTON, Paradise Lost
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Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day.—MILTON, To the Nightingale
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There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream
And the nightingale sings round it all day long.—THOMAS MOORE, Lalla Rookh
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The Nightingale that in the branches sang,
Ah whence and whither flown again, who knows!—OMAR KHAYYAM, Rubaiyat
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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!—SHAKESPEARE, The Merchant of Venice
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It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree.—SHAKESPEARE,Romeo and Juliet
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