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Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 edition. Excerpt: ...juge mercy and reuth fuld be As affeflburis, and collaterall; Without mercie Juftice is crueltie, As faid is in the Lawis Spirituall; Quhen rigour fittis in the tribunall, The equitie of Law quha may fuftene? Richt few or nane but mercie gang betwene. 70 Alfwa ye knaw the honour triumphall Of all victour upon the ftrenth dependis Of his conqueilft, quhilk manlic in battel!, Throw jeopardie of weir laDg defendis. Quhat price or loving quhen the battell endis Is faid of him, that oucrcummis ane man Him to defend quhilk nouther may nor can? Ane thoufand myis to kill, and eke devoir, Is lytill manheid to ane ftrong Lyoun; Full lytill worfchip haif ye wyn thairfoir, 80 To quhais ftrenth is na comparifoun: It will degraid fum part of your renoun, To flay ane Mous, quhilk may mak na defence, Bot afkand mercie at your Excellence. Alio, it fem is nocht your celfitude, Quhilk ufis daylie meittis delitious, To fyle your teith, or lippis with my blude, Quhilk to your ??m?k is contagious: Unhailfum meit is of ane fairie Mous, And that namelie untill ane ftrang Lyoun, 90 Wont till be fed with gentill vennifoun. My lyfe is lytill worth, my deith is lefs, Yit and I leif, I may peradventure Supple your Hienes beand in diftres; For oft is fene, ane man of fmall ftature Refkewit hes ane Lord of hie honour, Keipit that wes in point to be ouerthrawin, Throw misfortune, fie cace may be your awin. Quhen this wes faid, the Lyoun his language Paiffit, and thocht according to refibun, 100 And gart mercie his cruell yre aflwage, And to the Mous grantit remiffioun. Opinnit his pow, and fcho on kneis fell doun, And baith hir handis unto the hevin upheld, Cryand, Almychtie God mot yow foryeild! Qulien fcho...
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