Man is a Creature of a wilful Head, Samuel Daniel More Quotes by Samuel Daniel More Quotes From Samuel Daniel The stars that have most glory have no rest. Samuel Daniel glorystars The greatest works of admiration, Samuel Daniel miseryexamplefear Custom, that is before all law; Nature, that is above all art. Samuel Daniel customslawart 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. Samuel Daniel cheermorningsweet 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 mourn The shipwreck of my ill adventured youth: Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn Without the torment of the night's untruth. Samuel Daniel brothersleeptime The absent danger greater still appears less fears he who is near the thing he fears. Samuel Daniel absentstillsdanger When better cherries are not to be had, Samuel Daniel seemingcherriesneeds Flattery, the dangerous nurse of vice. Samuel Daniel flatteryvicesnurse Love is a sickness full of woes, all remedies refusing. Samuel Daniel woesicknesslove-is We come to know best what men are, in their worse jeopardizes. Samuel Daniel jeopardizeknowsmen And who in time knows whither we may vent the treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores this gain of our best glories shall be sent, 't unknowing Nations with our stores? What worlds in the yet unformed Occident may come refined with the accents that are ours? Samuel Daniel tonguecommunicationmay This is that rest this vain world lends, Samuel Daniel vainsuicideworld Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb. Samuel Daniel silencegrieflight So false is faction, and so smooth a liar, Samuel Daniel smoothsidesliars Pow'r above pow'rs! Samuel Daniel affectionstrongmen Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born; Relive my languish, and restore the light. Samuel Daniel brothersleepson This many-headed monster, Multitude. Samuel Daniel multitudesmonsters But years hath done this wrong, To make me write too much, and live too long. Samuel Daniel writinglongyears Th aspirer, once attaind unto the top, Cuts off those means by which himself got up. Samuel Daniel cuttingsuccessmean The wise are above books. Samuel Daniel wisebook
