Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 15. To a certain lady of a most exquisit feature, and comely presentation: but who gloried too much in the deceitfull excellencie of these fading, and perishable qualities

THough you be very handsome, doe but stay
A litle while, and you will see a change;
For beautie flieth with the tyme away,
Wherwith it comes: nor must you think it strange,
Page  26 That hardly being skin deepe in the most faire,
And but a separable accident
Of bodys, which, but living shadowes are;
(And therfore frayle) it is not permanent;
Be then not proud of that, which at the best,
Decrepit age will spoyle: or sicknesse wast.

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 First Booke. ¹ 20. Of Negative, and Positive good
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 5. A certaine ancient philosopher did hereby insi∣nuate, how necessary a thing the administrati∣on of iustice was: and to be alwaies vigilant in the judicious di∣stribution of punishment, and recompence

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