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 Third Booke. ¹ 9. That a courtesie ought to be conferred soone, and with a good will
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 29. A truely liberall man never bestoweth his gifts, in hope of recompence
3. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 36. Of Death, and Sin
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 40. Of wisedome, in speech, in action in reality, and reputation
5. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 1. How to behave ones selfe in all occasions

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