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<TITLE>The Life of Timon of Athens</TITLE>
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<P>Text placed in the public domain by Moby Lexical Tools, 1992.</P>
<P>SGML markup by Jon Bosak, 1992-1994.</P>
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<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>
<PERSONA>TIMON, of Athens.</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>LUCIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LUCULLUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SEMPRONIUS</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>flattering lords.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>VENTIDIUS, one of Timon's false friends.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ALCIBIADES, an Athenian captain.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>APEMANTUS, a churlish philosopher.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>FLAVIUS, steward to Timon.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Poet, Painter, Jeweller, and Merchant. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>An old Athenian. </PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>FLAMINIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LUCILIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SERVILIUS</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>servants to Timon.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>CAPHIS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>PHILOTUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>TITUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LUCIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HORTENSIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>And others</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>servants to Timon's creditors.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>A Page. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A Fool. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Three Strangers.</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>PHRYNIA</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>TIMANDRA</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>mistresses to Alcibiades.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>Cupid and Amazons in the mask. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Other Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers, Banditti, and Attendants.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>
<SCNDESCR>SCENE Athens, and the neighbouring woods.</SCNDESCR>
<PLAYSUBT>TIMON OF ATHENS</PLAYSUBT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Athens. A hall in Timon's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and
others, at several doors</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good day, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am glad you're well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have not seen you long: how goes the world?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It wears, sir, as it grows.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, that's well known:</LINE>
<LINE>But what particular rarity? what strange,</LINE>
<LINE>Which manifold record not matches? See,</LINE>
<LINE>Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power</LINE>
<LINE>Hath conjured to attend. I know the merchant.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know them both; th' other's a jeweller.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, 'tis a worthy lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, that's most fix'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were,</LINE>
<LINE>To an untirable and continuate goodness:</LINE>
<LINE>He passes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller:</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have a jewel here--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, pray, let's see't: for the Lord Timon, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller:</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If he will touch the estimate: but, for that--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reciting to himself</STAGEDIR> 'When we for recompense have</LINE>
<LINE>praised the vile,</LINE>
<LINE>It stains the glory in that happy verse</LINE>
<LINE>Which aptly sings the good.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis a good form.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Looking at the jewel</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And rich: here is a water, look ye.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication</LINE>
<LINE>To the great lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A thing slipp'd idly from me.</LINE>
<LINE>Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes</LINE>
<LINE>From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint</LINE>
<LINE>Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame</LINE>
<LINE>Provokes itself and like the current flies</LINE>
<LINE>Each bound it chafes. What have you there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A picture, sir. When comes your book forth?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Upon the heels of my presentment, sir.</LINE>
<LINE>Let's see your piece.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis a good piece.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So 'tis: this comes off well and excellent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Indifferent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Admirable: how this grace</LINE>
<LINE>Speaks his own standing! what a mental power</LINE>
<LINE>This eye shoots forth! how big imagination</LINE>
<LINE>Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture</LINE>
<LINE>One might interpret.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is a pretty mocking of the life.</LINE>
<LINE>Here is a touch; is't good?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will say of it,</LINE>
<LINE>It tutors nature: artificial strife</LINE>
<LINE>Lives in these touches, livelier than life.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter certain Senators, and pass over</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How this lord is follow'd!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The senators of Athens: happy man!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Look, more!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You see this confluence, this great flood</LINE>
<LINE>of visitors.</LINE>
<LINE>I have, in this rough work, shaped out a man,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug</LINE>
<LINE>With amplest entertainment: my free drift</LINE>
<LINE>Halts not particularly, but moves itself</LINE>
<LINE>In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice</LINE>
<LINE>Infects one comma in the course I hold;</LINE>
<LINE>But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,</LINE>
<LINE>Leaving no tract behind.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How shall I understand you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will unbolt to you.</LINE>
<LINE>You see how all conditions, how all minds,</LINE>
<LINE>As well of glib and slippery creatures as</LINE>
<LINE>Of grave and austere quality, tender down</LINE>
<LINE>Their services to Lord Timon: his large fortune</LINE>
<LINE>Upon his good and gracious nature hanging</LINE>
<LINE>Subdues and properties to his love and tendance</LINE>
<LINE>All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-faced flatterer</LINE>
<LINE>To Apemantus, that few things loves better</LINE>
<LINE>Than to abhor himself: even he drops down</LINE>
<LINE>The knee before him, and returns in peace</LINE>
<LINE>Most rich in Timon's nod.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I saw them speak together.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill</LINE>
<LINE>Feign'd Fortune to be throned: the base o' the mount</LINE>
<LINE>Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures,</LINE>
<LINE>That labour on the bosom of this sphere</LINE>
<LINE>To propagate their states: amongst them all,</LINE>
<LINE>Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd,</LINE>
<LINE>One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her;</LINE>
<LINE>Whose present grace to present slaves and servants</LINE>
<LINE>Translates his rivals.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis conceived to scope.</LINE>
<LINE>This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, methinks,</LINE>
<LINE>With one man beckon'd from the rest below,</LINE>
<LINE>Bowing his head against the sleepy mount</LINE>
<LINE>To climb his happiness, would be well express'd</LINE>
<LINE>In our condition.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, sir, but hear me on.</LINE>
<LINE>All those which were his fellows but of late,</LINE>
<LINE>Some better than his value, on the moment</LINE>
<LINE>Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance,</LINE>
<LINE>Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear,</LINE>
<LINE>Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him</LINE>
<LINE>Drink the free air.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, marry, what of these?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>When Fortune in her shift and change of mood</LINE>
<LINE>Spurns down her late beloved, all his dependants</LINE>
<LINE>Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top</LINE>
<LINE>Even on their knees and hands, let him slip down,</LINE>
<LINE>Not one accompanying his declining foot.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis common:</LINE>
<LINE>A thousand moral paintings I can show</LINE>
<LINE>That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's</LINE>
<LINE>More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well</LINE>
<LINE>To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen</LINE>
<LINE>The foot above the head.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Trumpets sound. Enter TIMON, addressing himself
courteously to every suitor; a Messenger from
VENTIDIUS talking with him; LUCILIUS and other
servants following</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Imprison'd is he, say you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, my good lord: five talents is his debt,</LINE>
<LINE>His means most short, his creditors most strait:</LINE>
<LINE>Your honourable letter he desires</LINE>
<LINE>To those have shut him up; which failing,</LINE>
<LINE>Periods his comfort.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Noble Ventidius! Well;</LINE>
<LINE>I am not of that feather to shake off</LINE>
<LINE>My friend when he must need me. I do know him</LINE>
<LINE>A gentleman that well deserves a help:</LINE>
<LINE>Which he shall have: I'll pay the debt,</LINE>
<LINE>and free him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your lordship ever binds him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Commend me to him: I will send his ransom;</LINE>
<LINE>And being enfranchised, bid him come to me.</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis not enough to help the feeble up,</LINE>
<LINE>But to support him after. Fare you well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All happiness to your honour!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter an old Athenian</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord Timon, hear me speak.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Freely, good father.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou hast a servant named Lucilius.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have so: what of him?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most noble Timon, call the man before thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Attends he here, or no? Lucilius!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here, at your lordship's service.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature,</LINE>
<LINE>By night frequents my house. I am a man</LINE>
<LINE>That from my first have been inclined to thrift;</LINE>
<LINE>And my estate deserves an heir more raised</LINE>
<LINE>Than one which holds a trencher.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well; what further?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>One only daughter have I, no kin else,</LINE>
<LINE>On whom I may confer what I have got:</LINE>
<LINE>The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride,</LINE>
<LINE>And I have bred her at my dearest cost</LINE>
<LINE>In qualities of the best. This man of thine</LINE>
<LINE>Attempts her love: I prithee, noble lord,</LINE>
<LINE>Join with me to forbid him her resort;</LINE>
<LINE>Myself have spoke in vain.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The man is honest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Therefore he will be, Timon:</LINE>
<LINE>His honesty rewards him in itself;</LINE>
<LINE>It must not bear my daughter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Does she love him?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>She is young and apt:</LINE>
<LINE>Our own precedent passions do instruct us</LINE>
<LINE>What levity's in youth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>To LUCILIUS</STAGEDIR> Love you the maid?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If in her marriage my consent be missing,</LINE>
<LINE>I call the gods to witness, I will choose</LINE>
<LINE>Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world,</LINE>
<LINE>And dispossess her all.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How shall she be endow'd,</LINE>
<LINE>if she be mated with an equal husband?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Three talents on the present; in future, all.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This gentleman of mine hath served me long:</LINE>
<LINE>To build his fortune I will strain a little,</LINE>
<LINE>For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter:</LINE>
<LINE>What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise,</LINE>
<LINE>And make him weigh with her.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Old Athenian</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most noble lord,</LINE>
<LINE>Pawn me to this your honour, she is his.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My hand to thee; mine honour on my promise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Humbly I thank your lordship: never may</LINE>
<LINE>The state or fortune fall into my keeping,</LINE>
<LINE>Which is not owed to you!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt LUCILIUS and Old Athenian</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your lordship!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I thank you; you shall hear from me anon:</LINE>
<LINE>Go not away. What have you there, my friend?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A piece of painting, which I do beseech</LINE>
<LINE>Your lordship to accept.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Painting is welcome.</LINE>
<LINE>The painting is almost the natural man;</LINE>
<LINE>or since dishonour traffics with man's nature,</LINE>
<LINE>He is but outside: these pencill'd figures are</LINE>
<LINE>Even such as they give out. I like your work;</LINE>
<LINE>And you shall find I like it: wait attendance</LINE>
<LINE>Till you hear further from me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The gods preserve ye!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well fare you, gentleman: give me your hand;</LINE>
<LINE>We must needs dine together. Sir, your jewel</LINE>
<LINE>Hath suffer'd under praise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, my lord! dispraise?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A more satiety of commendations.</LINE>
<LINE>If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd,</LINE>
<LINE>It would unclew me quite.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, 'tis rated</LINE>
<LINE>As those which sell would give: but you well know,</LINE>
<LINE>Things of like value differing in the owners</LINE>
<LINE>Are prized by their masters: believe't, dear lord,</LINE>
<LINE>You mend the jewel by the wearing it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well mock'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, my good lord; he speaks the common tongue,</LINE>
<LINE>Which all men speak with him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Look, who comes here: will you be chid?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter APEMANTUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We'll bear, with your lordship.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He'll spare none.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow;</LINE>
<LINE>When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves honest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why dost thou call them knaves? thou know'st them not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Are they not Athenians?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then I repent not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Jeweller</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You know me, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou know'st I do: I call'd thee by thy name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art proud, Apemantus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of nothing so much as that I am not like Timon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Whither art going?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To knock out an honest Athenian's brains.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That's a deed thou'lt die for.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Right, if doing nothing be death by the law.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How likest thou this picture, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The best, for the innocence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Wrought he not well that painted it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He wrought better that made the painter; and yet</LINE>
<LINE>he's but a filthy piece of work.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Painter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You're a dog.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thy mother's of my generation: what's she, if I be a dog?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Wilt dine with me, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No; I eat not lords.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>An thou shouldst, thou 'ldst anger ladies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, they eat lords; so they come by great bellies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That's a lascivious apprehension.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So thou apprehendest it: take it for thy labour.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not so well as plain-dealing, which will not cost a</LINE>
<LINE>man a doit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What dost thou think 'tis worth?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not worth my thinking. How now, poet!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now, philosopher!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou liest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Art not one?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then I lie not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Art not a poet?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou</LINE>
<LINE>hast feigned him a worthy fellow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Poet</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That's not feigned; he is so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy</LINE>
<LINE>labour: he that loves to be flattered is worthy o'</LINE>
<LINE>the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What wouldst do then, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>E'en as Apemantus does now; hate a lord with my heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, thyself?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Wherefore?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That I had no angry wit to be a lord.</LINE>
<LINE>Art not thou a merchant?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, Apemantus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Traffic confound thee, if the gods will not!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Merchant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If traffic do it, the gods do it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Traffic's thy god; and thy god confound thee!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Trumpet sounds. Enter a Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What trumpet's that?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse,</LINE>
<LINE>All of companionship.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt some Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>You must needs dine with me: go not you hence</LINE>
<LINE>Till I have thank'd you: when dinner's done,</LINE>
<LINE>Show me this piece. I am joyful of your sights.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter ALCIBIADES, with the rest</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Most welcome, sir!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So, so, there!</LINE>
<LINE>Aches contract and starve your supple joints!</LINE>
<LINE>That there should be small love 'mongst these</LINE>
<LINE>sweet knaves,</LINE>
<LINE>And all this courtesy! The strain of man's bred out</LINE>
<LINE>Into baboon and monkey.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, you have saved my longing, and I feed</LINE>
<LINE>Most hungerly on your sight.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Right welcome, sir!</LINE>
<LINE>Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time</LINE>
<LINE>In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt all except APEMANTUS</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter two Lords</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What time o' day is't, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Time to be honest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That time serves still.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The more accursed thou, that still omitt'st it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat fools.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fare thee well, fare thee well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I mean to</LINE>
<LINE>give thee none.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hang thyself!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy</LINE>
<LINE>requests to thy friend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will fly, like a dog, the heels o' the ass.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in,</LINE>
<LINE>And taste Lord Timon's bounty? he outgoes</LINE>
<LINE>The very heart of kindness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold,</LINE>
<LINE>Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays</LINE>
<LINE>Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him,</LINE>
<LINE>But breeds the giver a return exceeding</LINE>
<LINE>All use of quittance.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The noblest mind he carries</LINE>
<LINE>That ever govern'd man.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll keep you company.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. A banqueting-room in Timon's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet
served in; FLAVIUS and others attending; then enter
TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords, Senators, and VENTIDIUS.
Then comes, dropping, after all, APEMANTUS,
discontentedly, like himself</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VENTIDIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most honour'd Timon,</LINE>
<LINE>It hath pleased the gods to remember my father's age,</LINE>
<LINE>And call him to long peace.</LINE>
<LINE>He is gone happy, and has left me rich:</LINE>
<LINE>Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound</LINE>
<LINE>To your free heart, I do return those talents,</LINE>
<LINE>Doubled with thanks and service, from whose help</LINE>
<LINE>I derived liberty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, by no means,</LINE>
<LINE>Honest Ventidius; you mistake my love:</LINE>
<LINE>I gave it freely ever; and there's none</LINE>
<LINE>Can truly say he gives, if he receives:</LINE>
<LINE>If our betters play at that game, we must not dare</LINE>
<LINE>To imitate them; faults that are rich are fair.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VENTIDIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A noble spirit!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, my lords,</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>They all stand ceremoniously looking on TIMON</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Ceremony was but devised at first</LINE>
<LINE>To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes,</LINE>
<LINE>Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown;</LINE>
<LINE>But where there is true friendship, there needs none.</LINE>
<LINE>Pray, sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes</LINE>
<LINE>Than my fortunes to me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>They sit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, we always have confess'd it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ho, ho, confess'd it! hang'd it, have you not?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, Apemantus, you are welcome.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No;</LINE>
<LINE>You shall not make me welcome:</LINE>
<LINE>I come to have thee thrust me out of doors.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fie, thou'rt a churl; ye've got a humour there</LINE>
<LINE>Does not become a man: 'tis much to blame.</LINE>
<LINE>They say, my lords, 'ira furor brevis est;' but yond</LINE>
<LINE>man is ever angry. Go, let him have a table by</LINE>
<LINE>himself, for he does neither affect company, nor is</LINE>
<LINE>he fit for't, indeed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let me stay at thine apperil, Timon: I come to</LINE>
<LINE>observe; I give thee warning on't.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I take no heed of thee; thou'rt an Athenian,</LINE>
<LINE>therefore welcome: I myself would have no power;</LINE>
<LINE>prithee, let my meat make thee silent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I should</LINE>
<LINE>ne'er flatter thee. O you gods, what a number of</LINE>
<LINE>men eat Timon, and he sees 'em not! It grieves me</LINE>
<LINE>to see so many dip their meat in one man's blood;</LINE>
<LINE>and all the madness is, he cheers them up too.</LINE>
<LINE>I wonder men dare trust themselves with men:</LINE>
<LINE>Methinks they should invite them without knives;</LINE>
<LINE>Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.</LINE>
<LINE>There's much example for't; the fellow that sits</LINE>
<LINE>next him now, parts bread with him, pledges the</LINE>
<LINE>breath of him in a divided draught, is the readiest</LINE>
<LINE>man to kill him: 't has been proved. If I were a</LINE>
<LINE>huge man, I should fear to drink at meals;</LINE>
<LINE>Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes:</LINE>
<LINE>Great men should drink with harness on their throats.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, in heart; and let the health go round.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let it flow this way, my good lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Flow this way! A brave fellow! he keeps his tides</LINE>
<LINE>well. Those healths will make thee and thy state</LINE>
<LINE>look ill, Timon. Here's that which is too weak to</LINE>
<LINE>be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire:</LINE>
<LINE>This and my food are equals; there's no odds:</LINE>
<LINE>Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.</LINE>
<LINE>Apemantus' grace.</LINE>
<LINE>Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;</LINE>
<LINE>I pray for no man but myself:</LINE>
<LINE>Grant I may never prove so fond,</LINE>
<LINE>To trust man on his oath or bond;</LINE>
<LINE>Or a harlot, for her weeping;</LINE>
<LINE>Or a dog, that seems a-sleeping:</LINE>
<LINE>Or a keeper with my freedom;</LINE>
<LINE>Or my friends, if I should need 'em.</LINE>
<LINE>Amen. So fall to't:</LINE>
<LINE>Rich men sin, and I eat root.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Eats and drinks</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My heart is ever at your service, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than a</LINE>
<LINE>dinner of friends.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So the were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat</LINE>
<LINE>like 'em: I could wish my best friend at such a feast.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would all those fatterers were thine enemies then,</LINE>
<LINE>that then thou mightst kill 'em and bid me to 'em!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you</LINE>
<LINE>would once use our hearts, whereby we might express</LINE>
<LINE>some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves</LINE>
<LINE>for ever perfect.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods</LINE>
<LINE>themselves have provided that I shall have much help</LINE>
<LINE>from you: how had you been my friends else? why</LINE>
<LINE>have you that charitable title from thousands, did</LINE>
<LINE>not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told</LINE>
<LINE>more of you to myself than you can with modesty</LINE>
<LINE>speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm</LINE>
<LINE>you. O you gods, think I, what need we have any</LINE>
<LINE>friends, if we should ne'er have need of 'em? they</LINE>
<LINE>were the most needless creatures living, should we</LINE>
<LINE>ne'er have use for 'em, and would most resemble</LINE>
<LINE>sweet instruments hung up in cases that keep their</LINE>
<LINE>sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished</LINE>
<LINE>myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We</LINE>
<LINE>are born to do benefits: and what better or</LINE>
<LINE>properer can we can our own than the riches of our</LINE>
<LINE>friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have</LINE>
<LINE>so many, like brothers, commanding one another's</LINE>
<LINE>fortunes! O joy, e'en made away ere 't can be born!</LINE>
<LINE>Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks: to</LINE>
<LINE>forget their faults, I drink to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Joy had the like conception in our eyes</LINE>
<LINE>And at that instant like a babe sprung up.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a bastard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I promise you, my lord, you moved me much.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Much!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Tucket, within</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What means that trump?</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>How now?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Please you, my lord, there are certain</LINE>
<LINE>ladies most desirous of admittance.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ladies! what are their wills?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>There comes with them a forerunner, my lord, which</LINE>
<LINE>bears that office, to signify their pleasures.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I pray, let them be admitted.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Cupid</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Cupid</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all</LINE>
<LINE>That of his bounties taste! The five best senses</LINE>
<LINE>Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely</LINE>
<LINE>To gratulate thy plenteous bosom: th' ear,</LINE>
<LINE>Taste, touch and smell, pleased from thy tale rise;</LINE>
<LINE>They only now come but to feast thine eyes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They're welcome all; let 'em have kind admittance:</LINE>
<LINE>Music, make their welcome!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Cupid</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You see, my lord, how ample you're beloved.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Music. Re-enter Cupid with a mask of Ladies
as Amazons, with lutes in their hands,
dancing and playing</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hoy-day, what a sweep of vanity comes this way!</LINE>
<LINE>They dance! they are mad women.</LINE>
<LINE>Like madness is the glory of this life.</LINE>
<LINE>As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.</LINE>
<LINE>We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;</LINE>
<LINE>And spend our flatteries, to drink those men</LINE>
<LINE>Upon whose age we void it up again,</LINE>
<LINE>With poisonous spite and envy.</LINE>
<LINE>Who lives that's not depraved or depraves?</LINE>
<LINE>Who dies, that bears not one spurn to their graves</LINE>
<LINE>Of their friends' gift?</LINE>
<LINE>I should fear those that dance before me now</LINE>
<LINE>Would one day stamp upon me: 't has been done;</LINE>
<LINE>Men shut their doors against a setting sun.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>The Lords rise from table, with much adoring of
TIMON; and to show their loves, each singles out an
Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a lofty
strain or two to the hautboys, and cease</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You have done our pleasures much grace, fair ladies,</LINE>
<LINE>Set a fair fashion on our entertainment,</LINE>
<LINE>Which was not half so beautiful and kind;</LINE>
<LINE>You have added worth unto 't and lustre,</LINE>
<LINE>And entertain'd me with mine own device;</LINE>
<LINE>I am to thank you for 't.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lady</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, you take us even at the best.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would not hold</LINE>
<LINE>taking, I doubt me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ladies, there is an idle banquet attends you:</LINE>
<LINE>Please you to dispose yourselves.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Ladies</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most thankfully, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt Cupid and Ladies</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Flavius.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The little casket bring me hither.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, my lord. More jewels yet!</LINE>
<LINE>There is no crossing him in 's humour;</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Else I should tell him,--well, i' faith I should,</LINE>
<LINE>When all's spent, he 'ld be cross'd then, an he could.</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind,</LINE>
<LINE>That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where be our men?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here, my lord, in readiness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Our horses!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter FLAVIUS, with the casket</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O my friends,</LINE>
<LINE>I have one word to say to you: look you, my good lord,</LINE>
<LINE>I must entreat you, honour me so much</LINE>
<LINE>As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it,</LINE>
<LINE>Kind my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am so far already in your gifts,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So are we all.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Servant</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate</LINE>
<LINE>Newly alighted, and come to visit you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They are fairly welcome.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your honour,</LINE>
<LINE>Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Near! why then, another time I'll hear thee:</LINE>
<LINE>I prithee, let's be provided to show them</LINE>
<LINE>entertainment.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> I scarce know how.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Second Servant</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>May it please your honour, Lord Lucius,</LINE>
<LINE>Out of his free love, hath presented to you</LINE>
<LINE>Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I shall accept them fairly; let the presents</LINE>
<LINE>Be worthily entertain'd.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a third Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>How now! what news?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Please you, my lord, that honourable</LINE>
<LINE>gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company</LINE>
<LINE>to-morrow to hunt with him, and has sent your honour</LINE>
<LINE>two brace of greyhounds.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll hunt with him; and let them be received,</LINE>
<LINE>Not without fair reward.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> What will this come to?</LINE>
<LINE>He commands us to provide, and give great gifts,</LINE>
<LINE>And all out of an empty coffer:</LINE>
<LINE>Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this,</LINE>
<LINE>To show him what a beggar his heart is,</LINE>
<LINE>Being of no power to make his wishes good:</LINE>
<LINE>His promises fly so beyond his state</LINE>
<LINE>That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes</LINE>
<LINE>For every word: he is so kind that he now</LINE>
<LINE>Pays interest for 't; his land's put to their books.</LINE>
<LINE>Well, would I were gently put out of office</LINE>
<LINE>Before I were forced out!</LINE>
<LINE>Happier is he that has no friend to feed</LINE>
<LINE>Than such that do e'en enemies exceed.</LINE>
<LINE>I bleed inwardly for my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You do yourselves</LINE>
<LINE>Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits:</LINE>
<LINE>Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With more than common thanks I will receive it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, he's the very soul of bounty!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And now I remember, my lord, you gave</LINE>
<LINE>Good words the other day of a bay courser</LINE>
<LINE>I rode on: it is yours, because you liked it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man</LINE>
<LINE>Can justly praise but what he does affect:</LINE>
<LINE>I weigh my friend's affection with mine own;</LINE>
<LINE>I'll tell you true. I'll call to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Lords</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, none so welcome.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I take all and your several visitations</LINE>
<LINE>So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give;</LINE>
<LINE>Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,</LINE>
<LINE>And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich;</LINE>
<LINE>It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living</LINE>
<LINE>Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands thou hast</LINE>
<LINE>Lie in a pitch'd field.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, defiled land, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We are so virtuously bound--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so</LINE>
<LINE>Am I to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So infinitely endear'd--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All to you. Lights, more lights!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The best of happiness,</LINE>
<LINE>Honour and fortunes, keep with you, Lord Timon!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ready for his friends.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt all but APEMANTUS and TIMON</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What a coil's here!</LINE>
<LINE>Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums!</LINE>
<LINE>I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums</LINE>
<LINE>That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs:</LINE>
<LINE>Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs,</LINE>
<LINE>Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I would be</LINE>
<LINE>good to thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, I'll nothing: for if I should be bribed too,</LINE>
<LINE>there would be none left to rail upon thee, and then</LINE>
<LINE>thou wouldst sin the faster. Thou givest so long,</LINE>
<LINE>Timon, I fear me thou wilt give away thyself in</LINE>
<LINE>paper shortly: what need these feasts, pomps and</LINE>
<LINE>vain-glories?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, an you begin to rail on society once, I am</LINE>
<LINE>sworn not to give regard to you. Farewell; and come</LINE>
<LINE>with better music.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So:</LINE>
<LINE>Thou wilt not hear me now; thou shalt not then:</LINE>
<LINE>I'll lock thy heaven from thee.</LINE>
<LINE>O, that men's ears should be</LINE>
<LINE>To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT II</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. A Senator's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Senator, with papers in his hand</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And late, five thousand: to Varro and to Isidore</LINE>
<LINE>He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum,</LINE>
<LINE>Which makes it five and twenty. Still in motion</LINE>
<LINE>Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not.</LINE>
<LINE>If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog,</LINE>
<LINE>And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold.</LINE>
<LINE>If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more</LINE>
<LINE>Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon,</LINE>
<LINE>Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,</LINE>
<LINE>And able horses. No porter at his gate,</LINE>
<LINE>But rather one that smiles and still invites</LINE>
<LINE>All that pass by. It cannot hold: no reason</LINE>
<LINE>Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho!</LINE>
<LINE>Caphis, I say!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CAPHIS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here, sir; what is your pleasure?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Get on your cloak, and haste you to Lord Timon;</LINE>
<LINE>Importune him for my moneys; be not ceased</LINE>
<LINE>With slight denial, nor then silenced when--</LINE>
<LINE>'Commend me to your master'--and the cap</LINE>
<LINE>Plays in the right hand, thus: but tell him,</LINE>
<LINE>My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn</LINE>
<LINE>Out of mine own; his days and times are past</LINE>
<LINE>And my reliances on his fracted dates</LINE>
<LINE>Have smit my credit: I love and honour him,</LINE>
<LINE>But must not break my back to heal his finger;</LINE>
<LINE>Immediate are my needs, and my relief</LINE>
<LINE>Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words,</LINE>
<LINE>But find supply immediate. Get you gone:</LINE>
<LINE>Put on a most importunate aspect,</LINE>
<LINE>A visage of demand; for, I do fear,</LINE>
<LINE>When every feather sticks in his own wing,</LINE>
<LINE>Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,</LINE>
<LINE>Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I go, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'I go, sir!'--Take the bonds along with you,</LINE>
<LINE>And have the dates in contempt.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. The same. A hall in Timon's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No care, no stop! so senseless of expense,</LINE>
<LINE>That he will neither know how to maintain it,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor cease his flow of riot: takes no account</LINE>
<LINE>How things go from him, nor resumes no care</LINE>
<LINE>Of what is to continue: never mind</LINE>
<LINE>Was to be so unwise, to be so kind.</LINE>
<LINE>What shall be done? he will not hear, till feel:</LINE>
<LINE>I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting.</LINE>
<LINE>Fie, fie, fie, fie!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CAPHIS, and the Servants of Isidore and Varro</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good even, Varro: what,</LINE>
<LINE>You come for money?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is't not your business too?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is: and yours too, Isidore?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Isidore's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would we were all discharged!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I fear it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here comes the lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, &amp;c</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again,</LINE>
<LINE>My Alcibiades. With me? what is your will?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, here is a note of certain dues.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dues! Whence are you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of Athens here, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go to my steward.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Please it your lordship, he hath put me off</LINE>
<LINE>To the succession of new days this month:</LINE>
<LINE>My master is awaked by great occasion</LINE>
<LINE>To call upon his own, and humbly prays you</LINE>
<LINE>That with your other noble parts you'll suit</LINE>
<LINE>In giving him his right.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mine honest friend,</LINE>
<LINE>I prithee, but repair to me next morning.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, good my lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Contain thyself, good friend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>One Varro's servant, my good lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Isidore's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>From Isidore;</LINE>
<LINE>He humbly prays your speedy payment.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If you did know, my lord, my master's wants--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks And past.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Isidore's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your steward puts me off, my lord;</LINE>
<LINE>And I am sent expressly to your lordship.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Give me breath.</LINE>
<LINE>I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;</LINE>
<LINE>I'll wait upon you instantly.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>To FLAVIUS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Come hither: pray you,</LINE>
<LINE>How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd</LINE>
<LINE>With clamourous demands of date-broke bonds,</LINE>
<LINE>And the detention of long-since-due debts,</LINE>
<LINE>Against my honour?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Please you, gentlemen,</LINE>
<LINE>The time is unagreeable to this business:</LINE>
<LINE>Your importunacy cease till after dinner,</LINE>
<LINE>That I may make his lordship understand</LINE>
<LINE>Wherefore you are not paid.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do so, my friends. See them well entertain'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray, draw near.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter APEMANTUS and Fool</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Apemantus:</LINE>
<LINE>let's ha' some sport with 'em.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hang him, he'll abuse us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Isidore's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A plague upon him, dog!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How dost, fool?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dost dialogue with thy shadow?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I speak not to thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No,'tis to thyself.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To the Fool</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Come away.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Isidore's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>There's the fool hangs on your back already.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, thou stand'st single, thou'rt not on him yet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPHIS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where's the fool now?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He last asked the question. Poor rogues, and</LINE>
<LINE>usurers' men! bawds between gold and want!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What are we, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Asses.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That you ask me what you are, and do not know</LINE>
<LINE>yourselves. Speak to 'em, fool.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How do you, gentlemen?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gramercies, good fool: how does your mistress?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens</LINE>
<LINE>as you are. Would we could see you at Corinth!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good! gramercy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Page</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Look you, here comes my mistress' page.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Page</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>To the Fool</STAGEDIR> Why, how now, captain! what do you</LINE>
<LINE>in this wise company? How dost thou, Apemantus?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would I had a rod in my mouth, that I might answer</LINE>
<LINE>thee profitably.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Page</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Prithee, Apemantus, read me the superscription of</LINE>
<LINE>these letters: I know not which is which.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Canst not read?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Page</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>There will little learning die then, that day thou</LINE>
<LINE>art hanged. This is to Lord Timon; this to</LINE>
<LINE>Alcibiades. Go; thou wast born a bastard, and thou't</LINE>
<LINE>die a bawd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Page</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou wast whelped a dog, and thou shalt famish a</LINE>
<LINE>dog's death. Answer not; I am gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>E'en so thou outrunnest grace. Fool, I will go with</LINE>
<LINE>you to Lord Timon's.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Will you leave me there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If Timon stay at home. You three serve three usurers?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay; would they served us!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So would I,--as good a trick as ever hangman served thief.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Are you three usurers' men?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, fool.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I think no usurer but has a fool to his servant: my</LINE>
<LINE>mistress is one, and I am her fool. When men come</LINE>
<LINE>to borrow of your masters, they approach sadly, and</LINE>
<LINE>go away merry; but they enter my mistress' house</LINE>
<LINE>merrily, and go away sadly: the reason of this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I could render one.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do it then, that we may account thee a whoremaster</LINE>
<LINE>and a knave; which not-withstanding, thou shalt be</LINE>
<LINE>no less esteemed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What is a whoremaster, fool?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A fool in good clothes, and something like thee.</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis a spirit: sometime't appears like a lord;</LINE>
<LINE>sometime like a lawyer; sometime like a philosopher,</LINE>
<LINE>with two stones moe than's artificial one: he is</LINE>
<LINE>very often like a knight; and, generally, in all</LINE>
<LINE>shapes that man goes up and down in from fourscore</LINE>
<LINE>to thirteen, this spirit walks in.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art not altogether a fool.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nor thou altogether a wise man: as much foolery as</LINE>
<LINE>I have, so much wit thou lackest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That answer might have become Apemantus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>All Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Aside, aside; here comes Lord Timon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>APEMANTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come with me, fool, come.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fool</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do not always follow lover, elder brother and</LINE>
<LINE>woman; sometime the philosopher.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt APEMANTUS and Fool</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray you, walk near: I'll speak with you anon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt Servants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You make me marvel: wherefore ere this time</LINE>
<LINE>Had you not fully laid my state before me,</LINE>
<LINE>That I might so have rated my expense,</LINE>
<LINE>As I had leave of means?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You would not hear me,</LINE>
<LINE>At many leisures I proposed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go to:</LINE>
<LINE>Perchance some single vantages you took.</LINE>
<LINE>When my indisposition put you back:</LINE>
<LINE>And that unaptness made your minister,</LINE>
<LINE>Thus to excuse yourself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O my good lord,</LINE>
<LINE>At many times I brought in my accounts,</LINE>
<LINE>Laid them before you; you would throw them off,</LINE>
<LINE>And say, you found them in mine honesty.</LINE>
<LINE>When, for some trifling present, you have bid me</LINE>
<LINE>Return so much, I have shook my head and wept;</LINE>
<LINE>Yea, 'gainst the authority of manners, pray'd you</LINE>
<LINE>To hold your hand more close: I did endure</LINE>
<LINE>Not seldom, nor no slight cheques, when I have</LINE>
<LINE>Prompted you in the ebb of your estate</LINE>
<LINE>And your great flow of debts. My loved lord,</LINE>
<LINE>Though you hear now, too late--yet now's a time--</LINE>
<LINE>The greatest of your having lacks a half</LINE>
<LINE>To pay your present debts.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let all my land be sold.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis all engaged, some forfeited and gone;</LINE>
<LINE>And what remains will hardly stop the mouth</LINE>
<LINE>Of present dues: the future comes apace:</LINE>
<LINE>What shall defend the interim? and at length</LINE>
<LINE>How goes our reckoning?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To Lacedaemon did my land extend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O my good lord, the world is but a word:</LINE>
<LINE>Were it all yours to give it in a breath,</LINE>
<LINE>How quickly were it gone!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You tell me true.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If you suspect my husbandry or falsehood,</LINE>
<LINE>Call me before the exactest auditors</LINE>
<LINE>And set me on the proof. So the gods bless me,</LINE>
<LINE>When all our offices have been oppress'd</LINE>
<LINE>With riotous feeders, when our vaults have wept</LINE>
<LINE>With drunken spilth of wine, when every room</LINE>
<LINE>Hath blazed with lights and bray'd with minstrelsy,</LINE>
<LINE>I have retired me to a wasteful cock,</LINE>
<LINE>And set mine eyes at flow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Prithee, no more.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Heavens, have I said, the bounty of this lord!</LINE>
<LINE>How many prodigal bits have slaves and peasants</LINE>
<LINE>This night englutted! Who is not Timon's?</LINE>
<LINE>What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is</LINE>
<LINE>Lord Timon's?</LINE>
<LINE>Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon!</LINE>
<LINE>Ah, when the means are gone that buy this praise,</LINE>
<LINE>The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:</LINE>
<LINE>Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers,</LINE>
<LINE>These flies are couch'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come, sermon me no further:</LINE>
<LINE>No villanous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart;</LINE>
<LINE>Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.</LINE>
<LINE>Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack,</LINE>
<LINE>To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy heart;</LINE>
<LINE>If I would broach the vessels of my love,</LINE>
<LINE>And try the argument of hearts by borrowing,</LINE>
<LINE>Men and men's fortunes could I frankly use</LINE>
<LINE>As I can bid thee speak.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Assurance bless your thoughts!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And, in some sort, these wants of mine are crown'd,</LINE>
<LINE>That I account them blessings; for by these</LINE>
<LINE>Shall I try friends: you shall perceive how you</LINE>
<LINE>Mistake my fortunes; I am wealthy in my friends.</LINE>
<LINE>Within there! Flaminius! Servilius!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FLAMINIUS, SERVILIUS, and other Servants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord? my lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will dispatch you severally; you to Lord Lucius;</LINE>
<LINE>to Lord Lucullus you: I hunted with his honour</LINE>
<LINE>to-day: you, to Sempronius: commend me to their</LINE>
<LINE>loves, and, I am proud, say, that my occasions have</LINE>
<LINE>found time to use 'em toward a supply of money: let</LINE>
<LINE>the request be fifty talents.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As you have said, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Lord Lucius and Lucullus? hum!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go you, sir, to the senators--</LINE>
<LINE>Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have</LINE>
<LINE>Deserved this hearing--bid 'em send o' the instant</LINE>
<LINE>A thousand talents to me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have been bold--</LINE>
<LINE>For that I knew it the most general way--</LINE>
<LINE>To them to use your signet and your name;</LINE>
<LINE>But they do shake their heads, and I am here</LINE>
<LINE>No richer in return.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is't true? can't be?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,</LINE>
<LINE>That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot</LINE>
<LINE>Do what they would; are sorry--you are honourable,--</LINE>
<LINE>But yet they could have wish'd--they know not--</LINE>
<LINE>Something hath been amiss--a noble nature</LINE>
<LINE>May catch a wrench--would all were well--'tis pity;--</LINE>
<LINE>And so, intending other serious matters,</LINE>
<LINE>After distasteful looks and these hard fractions,</LINE>
<LINE>With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods</LINE>
<LINE>They froze me into silence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You gods, reward them!</LINE>
<LINE>Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows</LINE>
<LINE>Have their ingratitude in them hereditary:</LINE>
<LINE>Their blood is caked, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;</LINE>
<LINE>And nature, as it grows again toward earth,</LINE>
<LINE>Is fashion'd for the journey, dull and heavy.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To a Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Go to Ventidius.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To FLAVIUS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Prithee, be not sad,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak.</LINE>
<LINE>No blame belongs to thee.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Ventidius lately</LINE>
<LINE>Buried his father; by whose death he's stepp'd</LINE>
<LINE>Into a great estate: when he was poor,</LINE>
<LINE>Imprison'd and in scarcity of friends,</LINE>
<LINE>I clear'd him with five talents: greet him from me;</LINE>
<LINE>Bid him suppose some good necessity</LINE>
<LINE>Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd</LINE>
<LINE>With those five talents.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Servant</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>To FLAVIUS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>That had, give't these fellows</LINE>
<LINE>To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think,</LINE>
<LINE>That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would I could not think it: that thought is</LINE>
<LINE>bounty's foe;</LINE>
<LINE>Being free itself, it thinks all others so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT III</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. A room in Lucullus' house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>FLAMINIUS waiting. Enter a Servant to him</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have told my lord of you; he is coming down to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I thank you, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter LUCULLUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here's my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> One of Lord Timon's men? a gift, I</LINE>
<LINE>warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver</LINE>
<LINE>basin and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest</LINE>
<LINE>Flaminius; you are very respectively welcome, sir.</LINE>
<LINE>Fill me some wine.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Servants</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted</LINE>
<LINE>gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord</LINE>
<LINE>and master?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>His health is well sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am right glad that his health is well, sir: and</LINE>
<LINE>what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; which, in my</LINE>
<LINE>lord's behalf, I come to entreat your honour to</LINE>
<LINE>supply; who, having great and instant occasion to</LINE>
<LINE>use fifty talents, hath sent to your lordship to</LINE>
<LINE>furnish him, nothing doubting your present</LINE>
<LINE>assistance therein.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>La, la, la, la! 'nothing doubting,' says he? Alas,</LINE>
<LINE>good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not</LINE>
<LINE>keep so good a house. Many a time and often I ha'</LINE>
<LINE>dined with him, and told him on't, and come again to</LINE>
<LINE>supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less,</LINE>
<LINE>and yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning</LINE>
<LINE>by my coming. Every man has his fault, and honesty</LINE>
<LINE>is his: I ha' told him on't, but I could ne'er get</LINE>
<LINE>him from't.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter Servant, with wine</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Please your lordship, here is the wine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your lordship speaks your pleasure.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt</LINE>
<LINE>spirit--give thee thy due--and one that knows what</LINE>
<LINE>belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if</LINE>
<LINE>the time use thee well: good parts in thee.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Get you gone, sirrah.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Servant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Draw nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a</LINE>
<LINE>bountiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou</LINE>
<LINE>knowest well enough, although thou comest to me,</LINE>
<LINE>that this is no time to lend money, especially upon</LINE>
<LINE>bare friendship, without security. Here's three</LINE>
<LINE>solidares for thee: good boy, wink at me, and say</LINE>
<LINE>thou sawest me not. Fare thee well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is't possible the world should so much differ,</LINE>
<LINE>And we alive that lived? Fly, damned baseness,</LINE>
<LINE>To him that worships thee!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Throwing the money back</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCULLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>May these add to the number that may scald thee!</LINE>
<LINE>Let moulten coin be thy damnation,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou disease of a friend, and not himself!</LINE>
<LINE>Has friendship such a faint and milky heart,</LINE>
<LINE>It turns in less than two nights? O you gods,</LINE>
<LINE>I feel master's passion! this slave,</LINE>
<LINE>Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him:</LINE>
<LINE>Why should it thrive and turn to nutriment,</LINE>
<LINE>When he is turn'd to poison?</LINE>
<LINE>O, may diseases only work upon't!</LINE>
<LINE>And, when he's sick to death, let not that part of nature</LINE>
<LINE>Which my lord paid for, be of any power</LINE>
<LINE>To expel sickness, but prolong his hour!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. A public place.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter LUCILIUS, with three Strangers</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who, the Lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and</LINE>
<LINE>an honourable gentleman.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We know him for no less, though we are but strangers</LINE>
<LINE>to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and</LINE>
<LINE>which I hear from common rumours: now Lord Timon's</LINE>
<LINE>happy hours are done and past, and his estate</LINE>
<LINE>shrinks from him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago,</LINE>
<LINE>one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow</LINE>
<LINE>so many talents, nay, urged extremely for't and</LINE>
<LINE>showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I tell you, denied, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What a strange case was that! now, before the gods,</LINE>
<LINE>I am ashamed on't. Denied that honourable man!</LINE>
<LINE>there was very little honour showed in't. For my own</LINE>
<LINE>part, I must needs confess, I have received some</LINE>
<LINE>small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels</LINE>
<LINE>and such-like trifles, nothing comparing to his;</LINE>
<LINE>yet, had he mistook him and sent to me, I should</LINE>
<LINE>ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter SERVILIUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>See, by good hap, yonder's my lord;</LINE>
<LINE>I have sweat to see his honour. My honoured lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>To LUCIUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well:</LINE>
<LINE>commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my very</LINE>
<LINE>exquisite friend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>May it please your honour, my lord hath sent--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ha! what has he sent? I am so much endeared to</LINE>
<LINE>that lord; he's ever sending: how shall I thank</LINE>
<LINE>him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Has only sent his present occasion now, my lord;</LINE>
<LINE>requesting your lordship to supply his instant use</LINE>
<LINE>with so many talents.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know his lordship is but merry with me;</LINE>
<LINE>He cannot want fifty five hundred talents.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But in the mean time he wants less, my lord.</LINE>
<LINE>If his occasion were not virtuous,</LINE>
<LINE>I should not urge it half so faithfully.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Upon my soul,'tis true, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What a wicked beast was I to disfurnish myself</LINE>
<LINE>against such a good time, when I might ha' shown</LINE>
<LINE>myself honourable! how unluckily it happened, that I</LINE>
<LINE>should purchase the day before for a little part,</LINE>
<LINE>and undo a great deal of honoured! Servilius, now,</LINE>
<LINE>before the gods, I am not able to do,--the more</LINE>
<LINE>beast, I say:--I was sending to use Lord Timon</LINE>
<LINE>myself, these gentlemen can witness! but I would</LINE>
<LINE>not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done't now.</LINE>
<LINE>Commend me bountifully to his good lordship; and I</LINE>
<LINE>hope his honour will conceive the fairest of me,</LINE>
<LINE>because I have no power to be kind: and tell him</LINE>
<LINE>this from me, I count it one of my greatest</LINE>
<LINE>afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an</LINE>
<LINE>honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you</LINE>
<LINE>befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, sir, I shall.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LUCILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll look you out a good turn, Servilius.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit SERVILIUS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>True as you said, Timon is shrunk indeed;</LINE>
<LINE>And he that's once denied will hardly speed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you observe this, Hostilius?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, too well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, this is the world's soul; and just of the</LINE>
<LINE>same piece</LINE>
<LINE>Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him</LINE>
<LINE>His friend that dips in the same dish? for, in</LINE>
<LINE>My knowing, Timon has been this lord's father,</LINE>
<LINE>And kept his credit with his purse,</LINE>
<LINE>Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money</LINE>
<LINE>Has paid his men their wages: he ne'er drinks,</LINE>
<LINE>But Timon's silver treads upon his lip;</LINE>
<LINE>And yet--O, see the monstrousness of man</LINE>
<LINE>When he looks out in an ungrateful shape!--</LINE>
<LINE>He does deny him, in respect of his,</LINE>
<LINE>What charitable men afford to beggars.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Religion groans at it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Stranger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>For mine own part,</LINE>
<LINE>I never tasted Timon in my life,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor came any of his bounties over me,</LINE>
<LINE>To mark me for his friend; yet, I protest,</LINE>
<LINE>For his right noble mind, illustrious virtue</LINE>
<LINE>And honourable carriage,</LINE>
<LINE>Had his necessity made use of me,</LINE>
<LINE>I would have put my wealth into donation,</LINE>
<LINE>And the best half should have return'd to him,</LINE>
<LINE>So much I love his heart: but, I perceive,</LINE>
<LINE>Men must learn now with pity to dispense;</LINE>
<LINE>For policy sits above conscience.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE III. A room in Sempronius' house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a Servant of TIMON's</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SEMPRONIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Must he needs trouble me in 't,--hum!--'bove</LINE>
<LINE>all others?</LINE>
<LINE>He might have tried Lord Lucius or Lucullus;</LINE>
<LINE>And now Ventidius is wealthy too,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom he redeem'd from prison: all these</LINE>
<LINE>Owe their estates unto him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord,</LINE>
<LINE>They have all been touch'd and found base metal, for</LINE>
<LINE>They have au denied him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SEMPRONIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How! have they denied him?</LINE>
<LINE>Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him?</LINE>
<LINE>And does he send to me? Three? hum!</LINE>
<LINE>It shows but little love or judgment in him:</LINE>
<LINE>Must I be his last refuge! His friends, like</LINE>
<LINE>physicians,</LINE>
<LINE>Thrive, give him over: must I take the cure upon me?</LINE>
<LINE>Has much disgraced me in't; I'm angry at him,</LINE>
<LINE>That might have known my place: I see no sense for't,</LINE>
<LINE>But his occasion might have woo'd me first;</LINE>
<LINE>For, in my conscience, I was the first man</LINE>
<LINE>That e'er received gift from him:</LINE>
<LINE>And does he think so backwardly of me now,</LINE>
<LINE>That I'll requite its last? No:</LINE>
<LINE>So it may prove an argument of laughter</LINE>
<LINE>To the rest, and 'mongst lords I be thought a fool.</LINE>
<LINE>I'ld rather than the worth of thrice the sum,</LINE>
<LINE>Had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake;</LINE>
<LINE>I'd such a courage to do him good. But now return,</LINE>
<LINE>And with their faint reply this answer join;</LINE>
<LINE>Who bates mine honour shall not know my coin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Excellent! Your lordship's a goodly villain. The</LINE>
<LINE>devil knew not what he did when he made man</LINE>
<LINE>politic; he crossed himself by 't: and I cannot</LINE>
<LINE>think but, in the end, the villainies of man will</LINE>
<LINE>set him clear. How fairly this lord strives to</LINE>
<LINE>appear foul! takes virtuous copies to be wicked,</LINE>
<LINE>like those that under hot ardent zeal would set</LINE>
<LINE>whole realms on fire: Of such a nature is his</LINE>
<LINE>politic love.</LINE>
<LINE>This was my lord's best hope; now all are fled,</LINE>
<LINE>Save only the gods: now his friends are dead,</LINE>
<LINE>Doors, that were ne'er acquainted with their wards</LINE>
<LINE>Many a bounteous year must be employ'd</LINE>
<LINE>Now to guard sure their master.</LINE>
<LINE>And this is all a liberal course allows;</LINE>
<LINE>Who cannot keep his wealth must keep his house.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE IV. The same. A hall in Timon's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter two Servants of Varro, and the Servant of
LUCIUS, meeting TITUS, HORTENSIUS, and other
Servants of TIMON's creditors, waiting his coming out</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's First Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well met; good morrow, Titus and Hortensius.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The like to you kind Varro.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lucius!</LINE>
<LINE>What, do we meet together?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, and I think</LINE>
<LINE>One business does command us all; for mine Is money.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So is theirs and ours.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter PHILOTUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And Sir Philotus too!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good day at once.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Welcome, good brother.</LINE>
<LINE>What do you think the hour?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Labouring for nine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So much?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is not my lord seen yet?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not yet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at seven.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, but the days are wax'd shorter with him:</LINE>
<LINE>You must consider that a prodigal course</LINE>
<LINE>Is like the sun's; but not, like his, recoverable.</LINE>
<LINE>I fear 'tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse;</LINE>
<LINE>That is one may reach deep enough, and yet</LINE>
<LINE>Find little.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am of your fear for that.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll show you how to observe a strange event.</LINE>
<LINE>Your lord sends now for money.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most true, he does.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift,</LINE>
<LINE>For which I wait for money.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is against my heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mark, how strange it shows,</LINE>
<LINE>Timon in this should pay more than he owes:</LINE>
<LINE>And e'en as if your lord should wear rich jewels,</LINE>
<LINE>And send for money for 'em.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'm weary of this charge, the gods can witness:</LINE>
<LINE>I know my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth,</LINE>
<LINE>And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's First Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, mine's three thousand crowns: what's yours?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Five thousand mine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's First Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis much deep: and it should seem by the sun,</LINE>
<LINE>Your master's confidence was above mine;</LINE>
<LINE>Else, surely, his had equall'd.</LINE>
<LINE>Enter FLAMINIUS.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>One of Lord Timon's men.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Flaminius! Sir, a word: pray, is my lord ready to</LINE>
<LINE>come forth?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, indeed, he is not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We attend his lordship; pray, signify so much.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I need not tell him that; he knows you are too diligent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FLAVIUS in a cloak, muffled</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ha! is not that his steward muffled so?</LINE>
<LINE>He goes away in a cloud: call him, call him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you hear, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Second Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By your leave, sir,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What do ye ask of me, my friend?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We wait for certain money here, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay,</LINE>
<LINE>If money were as certain as your waiting,</LINE>
<LINE>'Twere sure enough.</LINE>
<LINE>Why then preferr'd you not your sums and bills,</LINE>
<LINE>When your false masters eat of my lord's meat?</LINE>
<LINE>Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts</LINE>
<LINE>And take down the interest into their</LINE>
<LINE>gluttonous maws.</LINE>
<LINE>You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up;</LINE>
<LINE>Let me pass quietly:</LINE>
<LINE>Believe 't, my lord and I have made an end;</LINE>
<LINE>I have no more to reckon, he to spend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, but this answer will not serve.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If 'twill not serve,'tis not so base as you;</LINE>
<LINE>For you serve knaves.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's First Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How! what does his cashiered worship mutter?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Second Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge</LINE>
<LINE>enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no</LINE>
<LINE>house to put his head in? such may rail against</LINE>
<LINE>great buildings.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter SERVILIUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, here's Servilius; now we shall know some answer.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some</LINE>
<LINE>other hour, I should derive much from't; for,</LINE>
<LINE>take't of my soul, my lord leans wondrously to</LINE>
<LINE>discontent: his comfortable temper has forsook him;</LINE>
<LINE>he's much out of health, and keeps his chamber.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Many do keep their chambers are not sick:</LINE>
<LINE>And, if it be so far beyond his health,</LINE>
<LINE>Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts,</LINE>
<LINE>And make a clear way to the gods.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SERVILIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good gods!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We cannot take this for answer, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAMINIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Within</STAGEDIR> Servilius, help! My lord! my lord!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TIMON, in a rage, FLAMINIUS following</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, are my doors opposed against my passage?</LINE>
<LINE>Have I been ever free, and must my house</LINE>
<LINE>Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?</LINE>
<LINE>The place which I have feasted, does it now,</LINE>
<LINE>Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Put in now, Titus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, here is my bill.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here's mine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And mine, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Both Varro's Servants</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And ours, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PHILOTUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All our bills.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Knock me down with 'em: cleave me to the girdle.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alas, my lord,-</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Cut my heart in sums.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TITUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mine, fifty talents.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tell out my blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lucilius' Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Five thousand crowns, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Five thousand drops pays that.</LINE>
<LINE>What yours?--and yours?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's First Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Varro's Second Servant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon you!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORTENSIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps</LINE>
<LINE>at their money: these debts may well be called</LINE>
<LINE>desperate ones, for a madman owes 'em.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They have e'en put my breath from me, the slaves.</LINE>
<LINE>Creditors? devils!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My dear lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What if it should be so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll have it so. My steward!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again,</LINE>
<LINE>Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius:</LINE>
<LINE>All, sirrah, all:</LINE>
<LINE>I'll once more feast the rascals.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FLAVIUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O my lord,</LINE>
<LINE>You only speak from your distracted soul;</LINE>
<LINE>There is not so much left, to furnish out</LINE>
<LINE>A moderate table.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Be't not in thy care; go,</LINE>
<LINE>I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide</LINE>
<LINE>Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE V. The same. The senate-house. The Senate sitting.</TITLE>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, you have my voice to it; the fault's</LINE>
<LINE>Bloody; 'tis necessary he should die:</LINE>
<LINE>Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most true; the law shall bruise him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter ALCIBIADES, with Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Honour, health, and compassion to the senate!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, captain?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am an humble suitor to your virtues;</LINE>
<LINE>For pity is the virtue of the law,</LINE>
<LINE>And none but tyrants use it cruelly.</LINE>
<LINE>It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy</LINE>
<LINE>Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood,</LINE>
<LINE>Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth</LINE>
<LINE>To those that, without heed, do plunge into 't.</LINE>
<LINE>He is a man, setting his fate aside,</LINE>
<LINE>Of comely virtues:</LINE>
<LINE>Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice--</LINE>
<LINE>An honour in him which buys out his fault--</LINE>
<LINE>But with a noble fury and fair spirit,</LINE>
<LINE>Seeing his reputation touch'd to death,</LINE>
<LINE>He did oppose his foe:</LINE>
<LINE>And with such sober and unnoted passion</LINE>
<LINE>He did behave his anger, ere 'twas spent,</LINE>
<LINE>As if he had but proved an argument.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You undergo too strict a paradox,</LINE>
<LINE>Striving to make an ugly deed look fair:</LINE>
<LINE>Your words have took such pains as if they labour'd</LINE>
<LINE>To bring manslaughter into form and set quarrelling</LINE>
<LINE>Upon the head of valour; which indeed</LINE>
<LINE>Is valour misbegot and came into the world</LINE>
<LINE>When sects and factions were newly born:</LINE>
<LINE>He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer</LINE>
<LINE>The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs</LINE>
<LINE>His outsides, to wear them like his raiment,</LINE>
<LINE>carelessly,</LINE>
<LINE>And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart,</LINE>
<LINE>To bring it into danger.</LINE>
<LINE>If wrongs be evils and enforce us kill,</LINE>
<LINE>What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You cannot make gross sins look clear:</LINE>
<LINE>To revenge is no valour, but to bear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lords, then, under favour, pardon me,</LINE>
<LINE>If I speak like a captain.</LINE>
<LINE>Why do fond men expose themselves to battle,</LINE>
<LINE>And not endure all threats? sleep upon't,</LINE>
<LINE>And let the foes quietly cut their throats,</LINE>
<LINE>Without repugnancy? If there be</LINE>
<LINE>Such valour in the bearing, what make we</LINE>
<LINE>Abroad? why then, women are more valiant</LINE>
<LINE>That stay at home, if bearing carry it,</LINE>
<LINE>And the ass more captain than the lion, the felon</LINE>
<LINE>Loaden with irons wiser than the judge,</LINE>
<LINE>If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords,</LINE>
<LINE>As you are great, be pitifully good:</LINE>
<LINE>Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood?</LINE>
<LINE>To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;</LINE>
<LINE>But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just.</LINE>
<LINE>To be in anger is impiety;</LINE>
<LINE>But who is man that is not angry?</LINE>
<LINE>Weigh but the crime with this.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You breathe in vain.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In vain! his service done</LINE>
<LINE>At Lacedaemon and Byzantium</LINE>
<LINE>Were a sufficient briber for his life.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What's that?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I say, my lords, he has done fair service,</LINE>
<LINE>And slain in fight many of your enemies:</LINE>
<LINE>How full of valour did he bear himself</LINE>
<LINE>In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He has made too much plenty with 'em;</LINE>
<LINE>He's a sworn rioter: he has a sin that often</LINE>
<LINE>Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner:</LINE>
<LINE>If there were no foes, that were enough</LINE>
<LINE>To overcome him: in that beastly fury</LINE>
<LINE>He has been known to commit outrages,</LINE>
<LINE>And cherish factions: 'tis inferr'd to us,</LINE>
<LINE>His days are foul and his drink dangerous.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He dies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hard fate! he might have died in war.</LINE>
<LINE>My lords, if not for any parts in him--</LINE>
<LINE>Though his right arm might purchase his own time</LINE>
<LINE>And be in debt to none--yet, more to move you,</LINE>
<LINE>Take my deserts to his, and join 'em both:</LINE>
<LINE>And, for I know your reverend ages love</LINE>
<LINE>Security, I'll pawn my victories, all</LINE>
<LINE>My honours to you, upon his good returns.</LINE>
<LINE>If by this crime he owes the law his life,</LINE>
<LINE>Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore</LINE>
<LINE>For law is strict, and war is nothing more.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We are for law: he dies; urge it no more,</LINE>
<LINE>On height of our displeasure: friend or brother,</LINE>
<LINE>He forfeits his own blood that spills another.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Must it be so? it must not be. My lords,</LINE>
<LINE>I do beseech you, know me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Call me to your remembrances.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I cannot think but your age has forgot me;</LINE>
<LINE>It could not else be, I should prove so base,</LINE>
<LINE>To sue, and be denied such common grace:</LINE>
<LINE>My wounds ache at you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you dare our anger?</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect;</LINE>
<LINE>We banish thee for ever.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Banish me!</LINE>
<LINE>Banish your dotage; banish usury,</LINE>
<LINE>That makes the senate ugly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Senator</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If, after two days' shine, Athens contain thee,</LINE>
<LINE>Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell</LINE>
<LINE>our spirit,</LINE>
<LINE>He shall be executed presently.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt Senators</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALCIBIADES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now the gods keep you old enough; that you may live</LINE>
<LINE>Only in bone, that none may look on you!</LINE>
<LINE>I'm worse than mad: I have kept back their foes,</LINE>
<LINE>While they have told their money and let out</LINE>
<LINE>Their coin upon large interest, I myself</LINE>
<LINE>Rich only in large hurts. All those for this?</LINE>
<LINE>Is this the balsam that the usuring senate</LINE>
<LINE>Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment!</LINE>
<LINE>It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd;</LINE>
<LINE>It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,</LINE>
<LINE>That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up</LINE>
<LINE>My discontented troops, and lay for hearts.</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis honour with most lands to be at odds;</LINE>
<LINE>Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE VI. The same. A banqueting-room in Timon's house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Music. Tables set out: Servants attending.
Enter divers Lords, Senators and others, at
several doors</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The good time of day to you, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord</LINE>
<LINE>did but try us this other day.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Upon that were my thoughts tiring, when we</LINE>
<LINE>encountered: I hope it is not so low with him as</LINE>
<LINE>he made it seem in the trial of his several friends.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I should think so: he hath sent me an earnest</LINE>
<LINE>inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me</LINE>
<LINE>to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and</LINE>
<LINE>I must needs appear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In like manner was I in debt to my importunate</LINE>
<LINE>business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am</LINE>
<LINE>sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my</LINE>
<LINE>provision was out.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all</LINE>
<LINE>things go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of</LINE>
<LINE>you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A thousand pieces.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A thousand pieces!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What of you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TIMON and Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With all my heart, gentlemen both; and how fare you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The swallow follows not summer more willing than we</LINE>
<LINE>your lordship.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Nor more willingly leaves winter; such</LINE>
<LINE>summer-birds are men. Gentlemen, our dinner will not</LINE>
<LINE>recompense this long stay: feast your ears with the</LINE>
<LINE>music awhile, if they will fare so harshly o' the</LINE>
<LINE>trumpet's sound; we shall to 't presently.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship</LINE>
<LINE>that I returned you an empty messenger.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, sir, let it not trouble you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My noble lord,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ah, my good friend, what cheer?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of shame,</LINE>
<LINE>that, when your lordship this other day sent to me,</LINE>
<LINE>I was so unfortunate a beggar.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Think not on 't, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If you had sent but two hours before,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let it not cumber your better remembrance.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>The banquet brought in</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Come, bring in all together.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All covered dishes!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Royal cheer, I warrant you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield</LINE>
<LINE>it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How do you? What's the news?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alcibiades banished!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis so, be sure of it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How! how!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I pray you, upon what?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My worthy friends, will you draw near?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast toward.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is the old man still.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Will 't hold? will 't hold?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It does: but time will--and so--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do conceive.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to</LINE>
<LINE>the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be in all</LINE>
<LINE>places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let</LINE>
<LINE>the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place:</LINE>
<LINE>sit, sit. The gods require our thanks.</LINE>
<LINE>You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with</LINE>
<LINE>thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves</LINE>
<LINE>praised: but reserve still to give, lest your</LINE>
<LINE>deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that</LINE>
<LINE>one need not lend to another; for, were your</LINE>
<LINE>godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the</LINE>
<LINE>gods. Make the meat be beloved more than the man</LINE>
<LINE>that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without</LINE>
<LINE>a score of villains: if there sit twelve women at</LINE>
<LINE>the table, let a dozen of them be--as they are. The</LINE>
<LINE>rest of your fees, O gods--the senators of Athens,</LINE>
<LINE>together with the common lag of people--what is</LINE>
<LINE>amiss in them, you gods, make suitable for</LINE>
<LINE>destruction. For these my present friends, as they</LINE>
<LINE>are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to</LINE>
<LINE>nothing are they welcome.</LINE>
<LINE>Uncover, dogs, and lap.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>The dishes are uncovered and seen to be full of
warm water</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Some Speak</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What does his lordship mean?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Some Others</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>May you a better feast never behold,</LINE>
<LINE>You knot of mouth-friends I smoke and lukewarm water</LINE>
<LINE>Is your perfection. This is Timon's last;</LINE>
<LINE>Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries,</LINE>
<LINE>Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces</LINE>
<LINE>Your reeking villany.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Throwing the water in their faces</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Live loathed and long,</LINE>
<LINE>Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites,</LINE>
<LINE>Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,</LINE>
<LINE>You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies,</LINE>
<LINE>Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks!</LINE>
<LINE>Of man and beast the infinite malady</LINE>
<LINE>Crust you quite o'er! What, dost thou go?</LINE>
<LINE>Soft! take thy physic first--thou too--and thou;--</LINE>
<LINE>Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast,</LINE>
<LINE>Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest.</LINE>
<LINE>Burn, house! sink, Athens! henceforth hated be</LINE>
<LINE>Of Timon man and all humanity!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter the Lords, Senators, &amp;c</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now, my lords!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Push! did you see my cap?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fourth Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have lost my gown.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour sways him.</LINE>
<LINE>He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now he has</LINE>
<LINE>beat it out of my hat: did you see my jewel?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Did you see my cap?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here 'tis.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fourth Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here lies my gown.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let's make no stay.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord Timon's mad.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I feel 't upon my bones.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Fourth Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT IV</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Without the walls of Athens.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TIMON</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TIMON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall,</LINE>
<LINE>That girdlest in those wolves, dive in the earth,</LINE>
<LINE>And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent!</LINE>
<LINE>Obedience fail in children! slaves and fools,</LINE>
<LINE>Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench,</LINE>
<LINE>And minister in their steads! to general filths</LINE>
<LINE>Convert o' the instant, green virginity,</LINE>
<LINE>Do 't in your parents' eyes! bankrupts, hold fast;</LINE>
<LINE>Rather than render back, out with your knives,</LINE>
<LINE>And cut your trusters' throats! bound servants, steal!</LINE>
<LINE>Large-handed robbers your grave masters are,</LINE>
<LINE>And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed;</LINE>
<LINE>Thy mistress is o' the brothel! Son of sixteen,</LINE>
<LINE>pluck the lined crutch from thy old limping sire,</LINE>
<LINE>With it beat out his brains! Piety, and fear,</LINE>
<LINE>Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth,</LINE>
<LINE>Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood,</LINE>
<LINE>Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades,</LINE>
<LINE>Degrees, observances, customs, and laws,</LINE>
<LINE>Decline to your confounding contraries,</LINE>
<LINE>And let confusion live! Plagues, incident to men,</LINE>
<LINE>Your potent and infectious fevers heap</LINE>
<LINE>On Athens, ripe for stroke! Thou cold sciatica,</LINE>
<LINE>Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt</LINE>
<LINE>As lamely as their manners. Lust and liberty</LINE>
<LINE>Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth,</LINE>
<LINE>That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may strive,</LINE>
<LINE>And drown themselves in riot! Itches, blains,</LINE>
<LINE>Sow all the Athenian bosoms; and their crop</LINE>
<LINE>Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath,</LINE>
<LINE>at their society, as their friendship, may</LINE>
<LINE>merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee,</LINE>