Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)

Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it

THe present time doth fly away so fast,
That one can hardly follow't with his mind:
The Praeterit's a time already past:
And seeing the futur's still to come, we find,
Both those being absent, that they are not ours:
Although they breed to us no meane vexation,
Th'one with the slip'ry thought of ill-spent houres:
And th'other, with a carefull expectation.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 32. That if we strove not more for superfluities, then for what is needfull, we would not be so much troubled, is wee are
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 27. Of Lust, and Anger

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