This phrase was authored by John Milton in his 1634 work Comus: A Mask Presented at Ludlow Castle. I see ye visibly, and now believe That he, the Supreme Good, to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, Would send a glistering guardian, if need were To keep my life and honour unassailed. Was I deceived, 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. The phrase morphed throughout the years to the one we use today. Read about its evolution here . One afternoon I was driving and spotted the silver lining. So I had to stop and capture it!