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Samuel Daniel Poems
- Beauty, Time, And Love I FAIR is my Love and cruel as she ...
- Love Is A Sickness LOVE is a sickness full of woes, ...
- Sonnet I: Unto The Boundless O... Unto the boundless Ocean ...
- Sonnet Ix: If This Be Love If this be love, to draw a weary ...
- Sonnet Ii: Go, Wailing Verse Go, wailing verse, the infants ...
- Delia Xlv: Care-Charmer Sleep,...
- Delia Vi: Fair Is My Love, And...
An English poet and historian, was the son of a music-master, and was born near Taunton, in Somersetshire, in 1562. Another son, John Daniel, was a musician, who held some offices at court, and was the author of Songs for the Lute, Viol and Voice (1606).
In 1579 Samuel was admitted a commoner of Magdalen Hall, Oxford, where he remained'for about three years, and then gave himself up to the unrestrained study of poetry and philosophy. The name of Samuel Daniel is given as the servant of Lord Stafford, ambassador in France, in 1586, and probably refers to the poet. He was first encouraged and, if we may believe him, taught in verse, by the famous countess of Pembroke, whose honour... more »
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Beauty, Time, And Love
I
FAIR is my Love and cruel as she 's fair;
Her brow-shades frown, although her eyes are sunny.
Her smiles are lightning, though her pride despair,
And her disdains are gall, her favours honey:
A modest maid, deck'd with a blush of honour,
Whose feet do tread green paths of youth and love;
The wonder of all eyes that look upon her,
Sacred on earth, design'd a Saint above.
Chastity and Beauty, which were deadly foes,
Live reconciled friends within her brow;
And had she Pity to conjoin with those,
Then who had heard the plaints I utter now? ...
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(Does any body can help me in this poem? it is for Samuel Daniel :)
O blessed letters,1 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 the unborn shall have communion
Of what we feel, and what doth us befall.
Soul of the world, Knowledge, without thee,
What hath the earth that truly glorious is?
Why should our pride make such a stir to be,
To be forgot? What good is like to this,
To do worthy the writing, and to write
Worthy the reading, and the world’s delight?
O blessed letters,1 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 the unborn shall have communion
Of what we feel, and what doth us befall.
Soul of the world, Knowledge, without thee,
What hath the earth that truly glorious is?
Why should our pride make such a stir to be,
To be forgot? What good is like to this,
To do worthy the writing, and to write
Worthy the reading, and the world’s delight?
Does any body can help me in this poem? it is for Samuel Daniel :)
Hello
(favorfrank35@yahoo.co.uk)
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and it really acttract me alot i believe that you are the man i
have been looking for to share my love; How is your health? i hope all is well
with you. I believe that we can move from here; but remember that distance; age
and colour dose not matter what matters is the true love and understanding; in
my next
e-mail i shall include my pictuer; i been waithing for your reply mail
me with this mail address for further introduction.
Bye hopeing to hear from you soonest
(favorfrank35@yahoo.co.uk)