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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The First Booke. № 27. Of Lust, and Anger
LUst taking pleasure in its owne delite,
Communicats it selfe to two togither:
But far more base is anger, whose despite
Rejoyceth at the sorrow of another;
For th'one is kindly, th'other sows debate;
Lust hath a smack of love: but wrath of hate.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 19. Ingratitude is such a common vice, that even those who exclame most against it, are not freest of it
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 21. To one, who did confide too much in the sound temperament, and goodly constitution of his bodily complexion
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 40. Of wisedome, in speech, in action in reality, and reputation
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 29. How magnanimous a thing it is, in adversity, patiently to endure, what cannot bee evited
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