Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)

Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 9. To one, who did glory too much in the faire, and durable fabrick of a gorgious Palace, which he had caused lately to be built

BOast never of the permanence of that,
Which neither can prolong your dayes, nor houres;
For that your house is stately, strong, and great:
The praise is the artificers, not yours:
Death cares not for your Palace, who can climb,
Without a ladder to the tops of Towers:
And shortly with a visage pale, and grim
Will come, and turne you naked out of doores:
But make your body (like a Church of Marbre)
A Castle fit, a vertuous mind to harbour.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 30. That wise men, to speak properly, are the most powerfull men in the world
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 43. That inconveniences ought to be regarded to before hand
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 17. VVhy we must all dye
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 8. The resolution of a proficient in vertue
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 6. To one, whom poverty was to be wished for, in so farre, as he could hardly otherwise be restrained from excessive ryot, and feasting

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