Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 15. To one of a great memory, but depraved life

Though many things your memory containe: 
	If by your mind, to matters it be led, 
Which are lesse profitable to retaine, 
	Then to commit t’oblivion, it is bad: 
And whatsoever arts it comprehend: 
	If it remember not on piety: 
Repentance for enormous sins: the end 
	Of life, Gods judgements, and his clemencie; 
Those necessary precepts while you lake, 
You but forget your selfe: and it is weake.

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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