Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт)
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 32. That all our life, is but a continuall course, and vicissitude of sinning, and being sorry for sinne
WE sinne with joy: and having fin'd, we mourn, Then kindle, after teares, new sinfull fires; There being a turne perpetuall, and returne 'Twixt our repentance, and profane desires; For senses to delights are wedded wholly, Which purchas'd, reason doth bewaile their folly.
Thomas Urquhart’s other poems:
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 36. Of Death, and Sin
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 37. The advantages of Povertie
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 40. Of wisedome, in speech, in action in reality, and reputation
- 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
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