So now I have confessed that he is thine,And I my self am mortgaged to thy will,My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine,Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still:
But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free,For thou art covetous, and he is kind,He learned but surety-like to write for me,Under that bond that him as fist doth bind.
The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take,Thou usurer that put'st forth all to use,And sue a friend, came debtor for my sake,So him I lose through my unkind abuse.
Him have I lost, thou hast both him and me,He pays the whole, and yet am I not free.
