Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)
Epigrams. The First Booke. № 29. The firme, and determinate resolution of a couragious spirit, in the deepest calamities, inflicted by sinister fate
SEeing crosses cannot be evited, I'l Expose my selfe to Fortune, as a Rock Within the midst of a tempestuous Ocean: So to gainstand the batt'ry of her spight, That though jaile, sicknesse, poverty, exile Assault me all, with each a grievous stroak Of sev'rall misery, at the devotion Of misadventure, ev'ry day, and night: Yet with a mind, undanted all the while, I will resist her blows, till they be broke Jn the rebounding, and without commotion, Till all her rage be spent, sustaine the fight: So that she shall not b'able to subdue One thought of mine, with all that she can doe; For when sh'hath try'd her worst, I will not yeeld, Nor let her thinke, that she hath gain'd the field.
Thomas Urquhart’s other poems:
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 36. Of Death, and Sin
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 23. Of foure things, in an epalleled way vanquished each by other
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 36. How difficult a thing it is, to tread in the pathes of vertue
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 19. The Parallel of Nature, and For∣tune
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
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