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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 21. Death maketh us all alike in so farre, as her power can reach
'MOngst all the rites, that Nature can pretend
In Justice, this is chiefest, and a sequell,
Which doth on Mortall principles depend:
That drawing neare to death, we are all equall;
Therefore we otherwise, then by the sense
Should betwixt man, and man make difference.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 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
- 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. № 29. How magnanimous a thing it is, in adversity, patiently to endure, what cannot bee evited
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 5. That a vertuous mind in a deformed body maketh one more beautifull, then a handsome body can doe, endowed with a vicious mind
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents
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