Samuel Daniel quotes

Samuel Daniel was an English poet and historian, recognized for his sonnets and epic poems during the Elizabethan era. His literary works contributed to the development of English Renaissance literature and were admired by his contemporaries. He influenced later poets and remains an important figure in the history of English poetry. Here are 18 of his quotes:

And for the few that only lend their ear, That few is all the world.

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 glory shall be sent T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores? What worlds in the yet unformed Occident May come refin'd with th' accents that are ours?

Samuel Daniel

Sacred religion! mother of form and fear.

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

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

Samuel Daniel

The stars that have most glory have no rest.

Samuel Daniel

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

Samuel Daniel

As that the walls worn thin, permit the mind To look out thorough, and his frailty find. 1.

Samuel Daniel

Unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man!

Samuel Daniel

This is the thing that I was born to do.

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

He that of such a height hath built his mind, And rear'd the dwelling of his thoughts so strong, As neither fear nor hope can shake the frame Of his resolved powers; nor all the wind Of vanity or malice pierce to wrong His settled peace, or to disturb the same; What a fair seat hath he, from whence he may The boundless wastes and wilds of man survey? And with how free an eye doth he look down Upon these lower regions of turmoil? Where all the storms of passions mainly beat On flesh and blood: where honour, power, renown, Are only gay afflictions, golden toil; Where greatness stands upon as feeble feet, As frailty doth; and only great doth seem To little minds, who do it so esteem.

Samuel Daniel

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

Samuel Daniel

The wise are above books.

Samuel Daniel

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

Samuel Daniel

O blessed letters that combine in one All ages past, and make one live with all, By you we do confer with who are gone, And the dead living unto counsel call: By you th'unborn shall have communion Of what we feel, and what doth us befall.

Samuel Daniel