580 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—`tis Mutual—Risk— Some—found it—Mutual Gain— Sweet Debt of Life—Each Night to owe— Insolvent—every Noon—SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
The script ran 0.001 seconds.
