Anonymous English proverb, probably derived from lines of John Milton, in Comus (1637), quoted below.
Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? I did not err; there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night, And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon.
William Butler Yeats, in "The Song Of Wandering Aengus", in The Wind Among the Reeds (1899)