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 41. Concerning those, who marry for beauty, and wealth without regard of vertue
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 13. What the subject of your conference ought to be with men of judgment, and account
3. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 42. The speech of a noble spirit to his adversary, whom af∣ter he had defeated, he acknowledgeth to be nothing in∣feriour to himselfe in worth, wit, or valour, thereby insinuating that a wise man cannot properly bee subdued: though he be orthrown in body, and worldly commodities
4. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 34. The misery of such, as are doubtfull, and suspi∣cious of their VVives chastitie
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 35. Wherein true Wealth consists

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