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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 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.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 17. The expression of a contented mind in povertie
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 24. That they may be alike rich, who are not alike abun∣dantly stored with worldly commodities
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 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
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome
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