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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
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 19. Ingratitude is such a common vice, that even those who exclame most against it, are not freest of it
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 21. To one, who did confide too much in the sound temperament, and goodly constitution of his bodily complexion
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 40. Of wisedome, in speech, in action in reality, and reputation
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 29. How magnanimous a thing it is, in adversity, patiently to endure, what cannot bee evited
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