Bosvvorth-field with a taste of the variety of other poems, left by Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet, deceased: set forth by his sonne, Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet; and dedicated to the Kings most Excellent Maiestie.

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Bosvvorth-field with a taste of the variety of other poems, left by Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet, deceased: set forth by his sonne, Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet; and dedicated to the Kings most Excellent Maiestie.
Author
Beaumont, John, Sir, 1583-1627.
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London :: Printed by Felix Kyngston for Henry Seile, and are to be sold at the Tygers head in Saint Pauls Churchyard,
1629.
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Bosworth Field, Battle of, 1485 -- Poetry.
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"Bosvvorth-field with a taste of the variety of other poems, left by Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet, deceased: set forth by his sonne, Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet; and dedicated to the Kings most Excellent Maiestie." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A06468.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 1, 2024.

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An Epigram concerning Mans life composed by Crates, or Posidippus.

WHat course of life should wretched mortals take? In Courts, hard questions, large contention make, Care dwels in houses, Labour in the field, Tumultuous Seas affrighting dangers yeeld. In forraine Land, thou neuer canst be blest; If rich, thou art in feare; if poore, distrest▪ In wedlock, frequent discontentments swell: Vnmarried persons, as in Desarts dwell. How many troubles are with children borne? Yet he that wants them, counts himselfe forlorne. Young men are wanton, and of wisedome void: Gray haires are cold, vnfit to be imploid. Who would not one of these two offers choose: Not to be borne, or breath with speede to loose?
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