Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 11. How dangerous it is, to write, or speake of moderne times

Though all, some errors doe commit: yet few. 
	Having committed them, would have them told: 
That talke then being displeasing which is true, 
	Who cannot flatter, he his peace must hold: 
So hard a thing it is, to say or pen, 
Without offence, the truth of living men.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 26. How to support the contumelie of defamatorie speeches
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 5. The wise, and noble resolution of a truly couragious, and devout spirit, towards the absolute danting of those irregular affections, and inward perturbations, which readily might happen to impede the current of his sanctified designes: and oppose his already ini∣tiated progresse, in the divinely proposed course of a vertuous, and holy life
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 18. Not time, but our actions, are the true measure of our life
5. 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

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