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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The First Booke. № 13. Who is not satisfied with his owne fortune, how great soever it be, is miserable
THough the Septemvirat of Dutch Electors
Inaugurat him Caesar: and each one
Extoll his valour above that of Hectors:
In wit, and wealth surpassing Salomon;
Yet if he proudly soare a higher pitch:
He's neither mighty, valiant, wise, nor rich.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 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
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 18. That we ought not to be sorie at the losse of worldly goods
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 25. Vertue, and goodnesse are very much opposed by the selfe-conceit, that many men have of their owne sufficiencie
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 38. How Fortune oftentimes most praeposterously pond'ring the aections of men, with a great deale of injustice bestoweth her favours
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