Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 43. We should not be troubled at the accidents of Fortune nor those things, which cannot be eschewed

Let’s take in patience, sicknesse, banishments, 
	Paine, losse of goods, death, and enforced strife; 
For none of those are so much punishments, 
	As Tributes, which we pay unto this life; 
From the whole tract whereof we cannot borrow 
One dram of Joy, that is not mix’d with sorrow.

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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