Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 1. To the King

Great Monarch, since the worlds nativity, 
	No mind, nor body had so divine parts 
To grace the State of Sov’rain Majesty, 
	As hath your Royall person, whose deserts 
Soare higher ’bove the reach of other Kings, 
Then the bright Sun transcends terrestriall things.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 24. That they may be alike rich, who are not alike abun∣dantly stored with worldly commodities
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 36. The different fruits of idlenesse, and vertue in young men
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 23. We ought not to regard the contumelies, and calumnies of Lyars, and profane men
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 10. That a contented man is rich, how litle wealth soever he have

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