Samuel Daniel Quotes

Th' aspirer, once attain'd unto the top,
Cuts off those means by which himself got up.

Th' aspirer, once attain'd unto the top,
Cuts off those means by which himself got up.

Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, read more

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

This many-headed monster, Multitude.

This many-headed monster, Multitude.

And who in time knows whither we may vent the treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores this gain read more

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?

As that the walls worn thin, permit the mind
To look out through, and his Frailty find.

As that the walls worn thin, permit the mind
To look out through, and his Frailty find.

And who in time knows whither we may vent
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores
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And who in time knows whither we may vent
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores
This gain of our best glory shall be sent,
T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores?
What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident
May come refin'd with th' accents that are ours?

This is the Thing that I was born to do.

This is the Thing that I was born to do.

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

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

Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, read more

Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, and restore the light.

The key of the fields (street).
[Fr., La clef des champs.]

The key of the fields (street).
[Fr., La clef des champs.]