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Epi. 186. To the most noble, ingenious, and Vallerous Knight, Sir Iosselline Percy.

Thy Wit and Courage (that so strongly moue)
Prouokes me to recorde them in my Rimes,

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Who art for both, the Mirror of our Times,
Obseru'd and prais'd of all that either loue.
Thy courage (in all hazards) is a Flame
That nought keepes downe, or letteth to aspire;
Thy wit in game and earnest is all fire,
That warm'd them well, that puft much at the same.
Thou art a hot-spurre, as the Naggs thou rid'st
Can best affirme; who makst them carry thee
With griefe and shame, till they quite tyred bee:
That none will now come neere where thou abid'st:
It skills not sith to thee they noysome were:
And though they beare thee not, thy girds they beare.