And it is in my ears by night and day,
And I would have five hundred thousand crown
That I may feed them till the dearth go by.
FIRST MERCHANT
It may be the soul's worth it.
CATHLEEN
There is more:
The souls that you have bought must be set free.
FIRST MERCHANT
We know of but one soul that's worth the price.
CATHLEEN
Being my own it seems a priceless thing.