Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 14. A certaine old mans expression before his death, to his Son

That I am at the period of my age 
	Nor you, nor J, have any cause to mourne; 
For life is nothing, but a Pilgrimage; 
	When we have travel’d long, we must returne: 
Let us be glad then, that my spirit goes, 
After so many toiles, to his repose.

1. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 3. We ought always to thinke upon what we are to say, before we utter any thing; the speeches and talk of solid wits, being still pre∣meditated, and never using to forerunne the mind
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 19. Ingratitude is such a common vice, that even those who exclame most against it, are not freest of it
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 29. How magnanimous a thing it is, in adversity, patiently to endure, what cannot bee evited

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