Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 11. How to be alwayes in repose

So that desire, and feare may never jarre 
	Within your soule: no losse of meanes, nor ryot 
Of cruell foes, no sicknesse, harme by Warre, 
	Nor chance whats’ever will disturbe your quiet; 
For in a setled, and well temper’d mind, 
None can the meanest perturbation find.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 20. Riches affoord to vertue more matter to worke upon, then povertie can doe
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 43. That inconveniences ought to be regarded to before hand
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 6. To one, whom poverty was to be wished for, in so farre, as he could hardly otherwise be restrained from excessive ryot, and feasting
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 22. Why covetous, and too ambitious men prove not so thankfull, as others for received favours

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