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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 14. A certaine old mans expression before his death, to his Son
That I am at the period of my age
Nor you, nor J, have any cause to mourne;
For life is nothing, but a Pilgrimage;
When we have travel’d long, we must returne:
Let us be glad then, that my spirit goes,
After so many toiles, to his repose.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 21. To one, who did confide too much in the sound temperament, and goodly constitution of his bodily complexion
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 31. As it was a precept of antiquity, to leane more to vertue, then parentage: so is it a tenet of christianity, to repose more trust on the blood of christ, then our owne merits
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 18. That we ought not to be sorie at the losse of worldly goods
- Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 25. Vertue, and goodnesse are very much opposed by the selfe-conceit, that many men have of their owne sufficiencie
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