Samuel Daniel Quotes & Sayings

The stars that have most glory have no rest. — Samuel Daniel

Pow'r above pow'rs!
O heavenly eloquence!
That with the strong rein of commanding words,
Dost manage, guide, and master th' eminence
Of men's affections, more than all their swords! — Samuel Daniel

Th aspirer, once attaind unto the top, Cuts off those means by which himself got up. — Samuel Daniel

Flattery, the dangerous nurse of vice. — Samuel Daniel

Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb. — Samuel Daniel

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

The absent danger greater still appears less fears he who is near the thing he fears. — Samuel Daniel

When better cherries are not to be had,
We needs must take the seeming best of bad. — Samuel Daniel

This many-headed monster, Multitude. — Samuel Daniel

The wise are above books. — Samuel Daniel

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

Man is a creature of a willful head, And hardly driven is, but eas'ly led. — Samuel Daniel

We come to know best what men are, in their worse jeopardizes. — Samuel Daniel

Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using. — Samuel Daniel

So false is faction, and so smooth a liar,
As that it never had a side entire. — Samuel Daniel

Custom, that is before all law; Nature, that is above all art. — Samuel Daniel

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

But years hath done this wrong, To make me write too much, and live too long. — Samuel Daniel

Thus doth the ever-changing course of things
Run a perpetual circle, ever turning;
And that same day, that highest glory brings,
Brings us unto the point of back-returning. — Samuel Daniel

This is that rest this vain world lends,
To end in death that all things ends. — Samuel Daniel

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

Sacred religion! mother of form and fear. — Samuel Daniel