Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth

LEt none be proud of life: nor thinke, that longer
He then another will, because he's younger,
Enjoy his pleasures; for though old age stand
A great way off, death alwaies is at hand;
Who (without taking heed to time, or yeares)
No Living creature spares, when she appeares.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 19. The Parallel of Nature, and For∣tune
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account

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