Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 24. A consolation to those, that are of a little stature not to be sorry thereat

None of a little burthen should complaine;
You're cloth'd with flesh, and bones, and not supprest:
A little house a Gyant may containe:
And little bulks great spirits oft invest;
For vertue hath not such desire to find
The stature of the body, as the mind.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men
4. 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
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 20. Of Negative, and Positive good

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