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CXXXIV.
So, now I have confess'd that he is thine,
And I
myself am mortgaged to thy will,
Myself 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
learn'd but surety-like to write for me
Under that
bond that him as fast 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.
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