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Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)


Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 15. To one, who was excessively cheerefull, for being recovered of a Fever, wherewith he had beene for a time extreame sorely sha∣ken


THat to your health you are restored, you
May in some sort be joyfull: and yet pleased
To know your dying day is nearer now,
Then when you were most heavily diseased;
For to its Journeyes end your life still goes,
Which cannot stay, nor slow it's pace: nor hath
Page  46 Jt any Inne, to rest in; toyle, repose,
Sicknesse, and health being alike steps to death:
Let this thought then your gladnesse mortifie,
That once againe you must fall sicke, and dye.



Thomas Urquhart's other poems:
  1. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
  2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
  3. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 35. Wherein true Wealth consists
  4. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 42. The speech of a noble spirit to his adversary, whom af∣ter he had defeated, he acknowledgeth to be nothing in∣feriour to himselfe in worth, wit, or valour, thereby insinuating that a wise man cannot properly bee subdued: though he be orthrown in body, and worldly commodities
  5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence


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