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 Second Booke. ¹ 7. That men are not destitute of remedies, within them∣selves against the shrewdest accidents, that can befall them
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 43. That inconveniences ought to be regarded to before hand
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 38. The truest wealth, man hath it from himselfe

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