Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it

THe present time doth fly away so fast,
That one can hardly follow't with his mind:
The Praeterit's a time already past:
And seeing the futur's still to come, we find,
Both those being absent, that they are not ours:
Although they breed to us no meane vexation,
Th'one with the slip'ry thought of ill-spent houres:
And th'other, with a carefull expectation.

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 First Booke. ¹ 40. The duty of a husband to his wife
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 7. To one, who seemed to be grievously discontented with his poverty
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 21. To one, who did confide too much in the sound temperament, and goodly constitution of his bodily complexion

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