He either fears his fate too much,Or his deserts are small,That dares not put it to the touchTo gain or lose it all.
My Dear and only Love. Compare: "That puts it not unto the touch/ To win or lose it all", Sir W. F. P. Napier, Montrose and the Covenanters, vol. ii. p. 566.
I ’ll make thee glorious by my pen,And famous by my sword.Graham, James, 1st Marquess Of Montrose