Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 34. It is the safest course to entertaine poverty in our greatest riches

YOur thoughts in greatest plentie moderate,
Lest with superfluous things you be insnared:
Let poverty be your familiar Mate,
That Fortune may not find you unprepared;
For so it will not lye into her pow'r,
T'inflict that crosse, which you cannot endure.

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 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger

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