Samuel Daniel was an English poet and also historian that lived from 1562 to 1619. He was born in Taunton, Somerset, and was the boy of a music instructor. Daniel was educated at Magdalen Hall at the University of Oxford and later on became a tutor to the kid of the effective Lord Chancellor of England, Sir Christopher Hatton.
Daniel initially obtained popularity as a poet with his work, "Delia", a collection of sonnets that were published in 1592. This work established him as the leading poet of his generation, and he remained to create poetry throughout his life.
Along with his job as a poet, Daniel was a reputable historian. He wrote a variety of jobs, including "The History of England", which covered the duration from the Roman invasion to the regime of Henry VIII. This work was praised for its precision and style, and it is still thought about a crucial historical work today.
Daniel's various other works consist of the play, "The Tragedy of Philotas", and the masque, "Tethys' Festival". He also created a variety of court masques which were done before the royal court of James I.
Daniel was well-respected in his time, as well as his jobs were extensively checked out and studied. He died in 1619 and also was hidden in St. Mary's Church in Beckenham, Kent. Today, he is remembered as one of the greatest poets as well as historians of the Elizabethan period.
Our collection contains 9 quotes who is written / told by Samuel.
Related authors: Philo (Philosopher), Christo (Artist)
"By adversity are wrought the greatest works of admiration, and all the fair examples of renown, out of distress and misery are grown"
"Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb"
"And for the few that only lend their ear, That few is all the world"
"We come to know best what men are, in their worse jeopardizes"
"Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using"
"Custom, that is before all law; Nature, that is above all art"
"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"
