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Poem by Thomas Urquhart


Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 32. Our inclination is so depraved, that it is apt enough of it selfe to runne to sin, with∣out any instigation, whereby to drive it forward


OUr mind's so prone to vice, it needs a bridle
To hold it rather, then a spurre, to prick it;
For left unto it selfe, it hardly stands:
But if perverse enticements find it idle,
And push it, then, it (runing on a wicked,
And headlong course) no reason understands,
While at the windows of the eares, and eyes
Temptations enter, which the soule surprise,



Thomas Urquhart


Thomas Urquhart's other poems:
  1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men
  2. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 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
  3. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 20. Of Negative, and Positive good
  4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents
  5. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life


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