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 Third Booke. ¹ 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions
2. 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
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 18. That we ought not to be sorie at the losse of worldly goods
4. 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
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 38. How Fortune oftentimes most praeposterously pond'ring the aections of men, with a great deale of injustice bestoweth her favours

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