Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 21. Death maketh us all alike in so farre, as her power can reach

'MOngst all the rites, that Nature can pretend
In Justice, this is chiefest, and a sequell,
Which doth on Mortall principles depend:
That drawing neare to death, we are all equall;
Therefore we otherwise, then by the sense
Should betwixt man, and man make difference.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 33. Why our thoughts, all the while we are in this tran∣sitory world, from the houre of our nativity, to the laying downe of our bodies in the grave, should not at any time exspaciat themselves in the broad way of destruction
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 20. Of Negative, and Positive good
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents

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