Book III, 25: On the last Epigram

How, how, am I deceiv'd, that speake to thee
Of Interest, when the purchase was in Fee!
Thou mad'st a cleane Conveyance to the Ten,
And ne'r expectd'st the Principall agen:
Lord, we must reckon by another Rate:
They gave not one yeares Purchase for th' Estate:
Lord, how we palter with thee! We pretend
A present Payment, till w'obtaine our End:
And then we crave, and crave a longer Day,
Then pay in Driblets; or else, never pay.