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 SAMUEL DANIEL

��And yet I cannot reprehend the flight Or b]ame th' attempt presuming so to soar; The mounting venture for a high delight Did make the honour of the fall the more. For who gets wealth, that puts not from the shore ? Danger hath honour, great designs their fame; Glory doth follow, courage goes before, And though th' event oft answers not the same Suffice that high attempts have never shame. The mean observer, whom base safety keeps, > Lives without honour, dies without a name, And in eternal darkness ever sleeps. And therefore, Delta, 'tis to me no blot To have attempted, tho' attain'd thee not.

��When men shall find thy flow'r, thy glory, pass, And thou with careful brow, sitting alone, Received hast this message from thy glass, That tells the truth and bays that All is gone, Fresh bhalt thou sec in me the wounds thou mad'st, Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remaining. I that have loved thec thus before thou fadV 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'b spent* Then what my faith hath been thyself shalt see, And that thou wast unkind thou may'n repent. Thou may'st repent that thou hast scorn s d my tears, When Winter snows upon thy sable hairs.

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