Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 7. To one, who seemed to be grievously discontented with his poverty
LEt never want of money vexe your braine;
Seeing all contentment is in th'only mind,
To the which mony doth no more pertaine,
Then to the Hierarchies of Angel-kind:
Thus Gold being Earthly, and the mind sublime:
T'abase your spirit, is a sort of crime.
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 17. VVhy we must all dye
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
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