Samuel Daniel

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.

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.

This is the Thing that I was born to do.

This is the Thing that I was born to do.

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

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

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.