045 Shy. The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder;
[046] Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day
More than the wild-cat: drones hive not with me;
Therefore I part with him; and part with him
To one that I would have him help to waste
050 His borrow’d purse. Well, Jessica, go in:
Perhaps I will return immediately:
[052] Do as I bid you; shut doors after you:
[053] Fast bind, fast find,
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. [Exit.