Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 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.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 32. That if we strove not more for superfluities, then for what is needfull, we would not be so much troubled, is wee are
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account

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