“Hide me from day's garish eye,
While the bee with honied thigh,
That at her flowery work doth sing,
And the waters murmuring
With such consort as they keep,
Entice the dewy-feathered sleep.”

—  John Milton

Source: Il Penseroso (1631), Line 141

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English epic poet 1608–1674

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