Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 14. The Generous speech of a Noble Cavallier, after he had disarmed his adversary at the single Combate

Though with my Ràper, for the guerdon, 
	Your fault deserveth, I may pierce ye: 
Your penitence, in craving pardon 
	Transpassions my revenge in mercy; 
And wils me both to end this present strife, 
And give you leave in peace t’enjoy your life.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 32. That if we strove not more for superfluities, then for what is needfull, we would not be so much troubled, is wee are
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth

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