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Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.
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Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using.
Samuel Daniel
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By adversity are wrought the greatest works of admiration, and all the fair examples of renown, out of distress and misery are grown.
Samuel Daniel -
And for the few that only lend their ear, That few is all the world.
Samuel Daniel -
Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.
Samuel Daniel -
Custom, that is before all law; Nature, that is above all art.
Samuel Daniel -
I that have loved thee thus before thou fadest,My faith shall wax, when thou art in thy waning.The world shall find this miracle in me,That fire can burn when all the matter's spent.
Samuel Daniel -
We come to know best what men are, in their worse jeopardizes.
Samuel Daniel
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Care-Charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,Brother to Death, in silent darkness born,Relieve my languish, and restore the light;With dark forgetting of my care return.And let the day be time enough to mournThe shipwreck of my ill adventured youth
Samuel Daniel -
The wise are above books.
Samuel Daniel -
And who (in time) knows whither we may ventThe treasure of our tongue? To what strange shoresThis gain of our best glory shall be sentT' enrich unknowing nations with our stores?What worlds in the yet unformed OccidentMay come refin'd with th' accents that are ours?
Samuel Daniel -
The stars that have most glory have no rest.
Samuel Daniel -
Sacred religion! mother of form and fear.
Samuel Daniel -
Unless above himself he canErect himself, how poor a thing is man!
Samuel Daniel