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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 11. That those employ not their occasions well, who spend the most part of their life in providing for the Instruments of living
SOme wasting all their life with paine, and sorrow,
To seeke the meanes of life no leasure give
Their thoughts, from ayming alwaies at to morrow;
Whereby they live not, but are still to live;
In their whole age the fruits, that issue from
Their labours, being but hopes of times to come.
Thomas Urquhart
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