Epigram.
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Occasion late was ministred for one to trie his friend, Ten pounds he did intreat him yᵗ of all love he would lēd His case was an accursed case, no comfort to be found, Unles he friendly drew his purse, & blest him with tē poūd He did protest he had it not, making a solemne vow, He wāted means & money both, to do him pleasure now. Thē sir (quoth he) you know I have a Gelding I love wel, Necessitie it hath no law, I must my Gelding sell, I have bin offered twelve for him, with ten ile be cōtent, Well I will trie a friend (said he,) it was his chest he ment. So fectch’d the money presently, tother sees Angels shine Now God amercy horse (quoth he) thy credit’s more then mine.
