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 Third Booke. ¹ 9. That a courtesie ought to be conferred soone, and with a good will
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 36. Of Death, and Sin
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 40. Of wisedome, in speech, in action in reality, and reputation
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions

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