To Marcus that would borrow

YOu sent to me, Marcus, for twenty marke:
But to that sute, I would by no meanes harke:
But straight next day, you sent your man in post,
To tell me how a Lord with you would host.
And I must lend, to entertaine this State,
Some Basons, Ewres, and some such other plate.
Are you a Foole? Or thinke you me a foole,
That I should now be set againe to schoole?
Were not my wisedome, worthy to be wondred,
Denying twenty markes, to lend one hundred?