Biancha, Let Me Pay The Debt I Owe Thee For A Kiss Thou Lend'St To Me; And I To Thee Will Render Ten For This. If Thou Wilt Say, Ten Will Not Pay For That So Rich A One; I'll Clear The Sum, If It Will Come Unto A Million. He Must Of Right, To Th' Utmost Mite, Make Payment For His Pleasure, (By This I Guess) Of Happiness Who Has A Little Measure.