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Poem by Thomas Urquhart


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


SEeing the strait lodging of your mothers wombe,
Brought you to life, from whence you must depart
To the darke entry of a little tombe:
Betwixt your birth, and Buriall let your heart
Tread vertues narrow path: till you contract
To so strict bounds the pleasures of this wide,
Page  54 And spacious world, as that you may draw backe
The reines of covetous desire, hate, lust, and pride;
For by so doing, you will make your death
A blessed passage to eternall breath.



Thomas Urquhart


Thomas Urquhart's other poems:
  1. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
  2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men
  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. № 27. Of Lust, and Anger


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