Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 8. The resolution of a proficient in vertue

I Hope so little to transgresse the Law,
My conscience will endite me, or be proud
Of wealth, and pomp: as not to care a straw
For Fortunes frownes: so that my deeds be good,
Which eternize my blisse, while she makes Kings.
T'enjoy at best, but transitory things.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 42. The speech of a noble spirit to his adversary, whom af∣ter he had defeated, he acknowledgeth to be nothing in∣feriour to himselfe in worth, wit, or valour, thereby insinuating that a wise man cannot properly bee subdued: though he be orthrown in body, and worldly commodities
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 35. Wherein true Wealth consists

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