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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 41. To one, who was grieved within himselfe, that he was not endewed with such force, and vi∣gour of body, as many others were
THough you be not so strong, as other men, Jf you have health, the matter is but small; You being reserv'd for tasks, more noble, then The labours of the body: therefore all Page 58 You can complaine of, is not of defect, But of imparitie: Nature did grant Milo great strength, in whose regard you're weake: So was he weaker then an Elephant: His strength decay'd: but Solons lasted longer, And wise men love not, what's not durable: Care not for strength; seeing sicknesse will be stronger: But with your soule, as with a Sword of steele, Within a sheath of Wooll, subdue temptations; For the true strength of Man, being in the mind, He is much stronger, overcomes his passions, Then who can with main force a Lyon bind; And who himselfe thus in subjection brings, Surmounts the power of all Earthly Kings.
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