Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 32. That all our life, is but a continuall course, and vicissitude of sinning, and being sorry for sinne

WE sinne with joy: and having fin'd, we mourn,
Then kindle, after teares, new sinfull fires;
There being a turne perpetuall, and returne
'Twixt our repentance, and profane desires;
For senses to delights are wedded wholly,
Which purchas'd, reason doth bewaile their folly.

1. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 19. The Parallel of Nature, and For∣tune
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 31. As it was a precept of antiquity, to leane more to vertue, then parentage: so is it a tenet of christianity, to repose more trust on the blood of christ, then our owne merits
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 9. That a courtesie ought to be conferred soone, and with a good will
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 35. Wherein true Wealth consists
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 27. The bad returnes of ingrate men should not deterre us from being liberall

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