Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 15. To one, who was excessively cheerefull, for being recovered of a Fever, wherewith he had beene for a time extreame sorely sha∣ken

THat to your health you are restored, you
May in some sort be joyfull: and yet pleased
To know your dying day is nearer now,
Then when you were most heavily diseased;
For to its Journeyes end your life still goes,
Which cannot stay, nor slow it's pace: nor hath
Page  46 Jt any Inne, to rest in; toyle, repose,
Sicknesse, and health being alike steps to death:
Let this thought then your gladnesse mortifie,
That once againe you must fall sicke, and dye.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 23. We ought not to regard the contumelies, and calumnies of Lyars, and profane men
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 17. The expression of a contented mind in povertie
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 24. That they may be alike rich, who are not alike abun∣dantly stored with worldly commodities
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 5. A certaine ancient philosopher did hereby insi∣nuate, how necessary a thing the administrati∣on of iustice was: and to be alwaies vigilant in the judicious di∣stribution of punishment, and recompence
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 32. That all our life, is but a continuall course, and vicissitude of sinning, and being sorry for sinne

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