I Gave Myself To Him, And Took Himself For Pay. The Solemn Contract Of A Life Was Ratified This Way. The Wealth Might Disappoint, Myself A Poorer Prove Than This Great Purchaser Suspect, The Daily Own Of Love Depreciate The Vision; But, Till The Merchant Buy, Still Fable, In The Isles Of Spice, The Subtle Cargoes Lie. At Least, 'T Is Mutual Risk, -- Some Found It Mutual Gain; Sweet Debt Of Life, -- Each Night To Owe, Insolvent, Every Noon.