Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 7. To one, who seemed to be grievously discontented with his poverty

LEt never want of money vexe your braine;
Seeing all contentment is in th'only mind,
To the which mony doth no more pertaine,
Then to the Hierarchies of Angel-kind:
Thus Gold being Earthly, and the mind sublime:
T'abase your spirit, is a sort of crime.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 25. That vertue is of greater worth, then knowledge. to a speculative Philosopher
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 17. The expression of a contented mind in povertie
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 3. The couragious resolution of a valiant man
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth

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