The golden sun rose from the silver wave

Quote byEdward Fairfax · 1580–1635

Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600), Book I, stanza 35.

English (original)

The golden sun rose from the silver wave, And with his beams enamelled every green.

— Edward Fairfax

Better sit still, men say, than rise to fall.

Patience, a praise; forbearance is a treasure; Sufferance, an angel is; a monster, rage.

Aurora bright her crystal gates unbarred, And bridegroom-like forth stept the glorious sun.

The rose within herself her sweetness closed.

The throne of Cupid had an easy stair; His bark is fit to sail with every wind; The breach he makes no wisdom can repair.

The rosy-fingered morn with gladsome ray Rose to her task from old Tithonus' lap.