Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 8. The resolution of a proficient in vertue

I Hope so little to transgresse the Law,
My conscience will endite me, or be proud
Of wealth, and pomp: as not to care a straw
For Fortunes frownes: so that my deeds be good,
Which eternize my blisse, while she makes Kings.
T'enjoy at best, but transitory things.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 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. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth

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