Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 1. To the King

Great Monarch, since the worlds nativity, 
	No mind, nor body had so divine parts 
To grace the State of Sov’rain Majesty, 
	As hath your Royall person, whose deserts 
Soare higher ’bove the reach of other Kings, 
Then the bright Sun transcends terrestriall things.

1. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 1. No crosse adventure should hinder vs from being good; though we be frustrate of the reward thereof
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 40. The duty of a husband to his wife
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 7. To one, who seemed to be grievously discontented with his poverty

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