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To climb his happiness, would be well express'd Tim. (To Lucilius. ] Love you the maid ?
Luc. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it.
Nay, sir, but hear me on: Old Ath. If in her marriage my consent bo All those which were his fellows, but of late
And dispossess her all.
How shall she be endow'd,
If she be mated with an equal husband ?
Ay, marry, what of these? Old Ath. Three talents, on the present ; in
Tim. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me
And make him weigh with her.
Most noble lord, That shall demonstrate quick blows of for- Pawn me to this your honour, she is his. tune
Tim. My hand to thee; mine honour on my
Thit state or fortune fall into my keeping,
[Lreunt Lucilius and old Athenian. Tim.
Poet. Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your
Tim. I thank you ; you shall hear from me
Your lordship to accept.
Painting is welcome.
Noble Ventidius! Well;
The painting is almost the natural man ;
For since dishonour trafficks with man's nature, him
Even such as they give out. I like your work;
Till you hear further from me.
The gods preserve yon !
We must needs dine together.-Sir, your jewel "Tis not enough to help the feeble up,
What, my lord ? dispraise ?
Tim. A meer satiety of commendations.
If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd,
It would unclew me quite.
My lord, 'tis rated Old Ath. Lord Timon, hear me speak.
As those, which sell, would give : But you well
Freely, good father. know,
Are prized by their masters: believe't, dear lord,
Well mock'd. Tim. Attends he here, or no? Lucilius! Mer. No, my good lord ; he speaks the comEnter Lucilius.
Which all men speak with him.
Tim. Look, who comes here. Will you be chid 7
He'll pare none.
Apem. Till I be gentle, stay for thy good mor-
honest. The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride, Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves ? thou And I have bred her at my dearest cost,
know'st them not.
Apem. Are they bot Athenians ?
Apem. Then I repent not.
Jew. You know me, Apemantus.
The man is honest. Apem. Thou knowest, I do; I call thee by thy Old Ath. Therefore he will be, Timon:
Tim. Thou art proud, Apemantus.
Apem. Of nothing so much, as that I am not
Does she love him ? like Timou.
Tim. Whither art going ?
T'im. That's a deed thou'lt die for,
Aper. Right, if doing nothing be death by the Apem. Tiine to be honest. law.
i Lord. That time serves still. Tim. How likest thou this picture, Apemantus ? Apem. The most aceursed thou, that still Apem. The best for the innocence.
omit'st it. Tim. Wrought he not well, that painted it ? 2 Lord. Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast Apem. He wrought better that made the painter;| Apem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine and yet he's but a filthy piece of work.
heat fools. Pain. You are a dog.
2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. Thy mother's of my generation; What's Apem. Thon art a fool to bid me farewell twice. she, if I be a dog.
2 Lord. Why, Apemantus ? Tim. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus ? Apem. Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I Apem. No; I eat not lords.
mean to give thee none. Tim. An thou shouldet, thou’dst anger ladies. I Lord. Hang thyself. Apem. O, they eat lords ; so they come by great Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding; bellies.
make thy requests to thy friend. Tim. That's a lascivious apprehension. 2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn Apem. So thou apprehend'st it ; Take it for thy thee hence. labour.
Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the ass Tim. How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus ?
Erit. Apem. Not so well as plain dealing, which will 1 Lord. He's opposite to humanity.-Come, not cost a man a doit.
shall we in, Tim. What dost thou think 'tis worth? And taste Lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes Apem. Not worth my thinking: How now,poet? The very heart of kindness. Poet. How now, philosopher ?
2 Lord. He pours it out; Plutns, the god of gold, Apem. Thou liest.
Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays Poet. Art not one ?
Sevenfold above itself ; no gift to him, Apem. Yes.
But breeds the giver a return exceeding Poet. Then I lie not.
All use of quillance. Apem. Art not a poet ?
The noblest mind he carries, Poet. Yes.
That ever govern'd mali. Apem. Then thou liest : look in thy last work, 2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall where thou hast feign'd him a worthy fellow.
we in ? Poet. That's not feign'd, he is so.
1 Lord. I'll keep you company. [Exeunt Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee
SCENE II. The same. for thy labour: He, that loves to be flattered, is worthy o' the fatterer. Heavens, that I were a A Room of State in Timon's House. lord 1 Tim. What would'st do then, Apemantus ?
Hautboys playing loud musick. A great ban
quet served in; Flavius and others attending; Apem. Even as Apemantus does now, hate a ihen enter Timon, Alcibiades, Lucius, Lucul lord with my heart.
lus, Sempronius, and other Athenian Senators, Tim. What, thy self ?
with Ventidius, and Attendants. Then comet Apem.Ay.
dropping after all, Apemantus, discontentT'im. Wherefore ?
edly. Apem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord. Art not thou a merchant 1
Ven. Most honour'd Timon,'t hath pleas'd the Mer. Ay, Apemantus.
gods to remember Apem. Traffick confound thee, if the gods will My father's age, and call him to long peace. nott
He is gone happy, and has left me rich: Mer. If traffick do it, the gods do it.
Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound Apem. Traffick's thy god, and thy god con- To your free heart, I do return those talents, found thee!
Doubled, with thanks, and service, from whose Trumpets sound. Enter a Servant.
I deriv'd liberty. Tim. What trumpet's that ?
O, by no means, Serv.
'Tis Alcibiades, and Honest Ventidius: you mistake my love Some twenty horse, all of companionship.
I gave it freely ever; and there's none Tim. 'Pray, entertain them; give them guide Can truly say, he gives, if he receives :
to 118. - (Ereunt some Attendants. If our betters play at that game, we must not dare You must needs dine with me:-Go not you To imitate them; Faults that are rich, are fair. hence,
Ven. A noble spirit. Till I have thank'd you; and, when dinner's [They all stand ceremoniously looking done,
on Timon. Show me this piece.-I am joyful of your sights.- Tim.
Nay, my lords, ceremony Enter Alcibiades, with his Company. Was but devis'd at first, to set a gloss Most welcome, sir !
[They salute. On faint deeds, hollow 'welcomes, Арет. So, so; there!
Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; Aches contract and starve your supple joints !- But where there is true friendship, there needs That there should be small love 'mongst these »Pray, sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes,
sweet knaves, And all this court'sy i The strain of man's bred 1 Lord. My lord, we always have confess til Into baboon and monkey.
Apem. Ho, ho, confess'd it? hang'd it, bave Alcib. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, and I you not?
Tim. O, Apemantus ! you are welcome. Most hungrily on your sight.
Right welcome, sir : You shall not make me welcome : Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time
I come to have thee thrust me out of doors In different pleasures. 'Pray yet, let us in.
Tim. Fie, thou art a churl : you have got & (Ereuni all but Apemantus. Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame
They say, my lords, that ira furor brevis est,
Go, let him have a table by himself;
their sounds to themselves. Why, I have often For he does neither affect company,
wished myself poorer, that I might come nearer Nor is he fit for it, indeed.
to you. We are born to do benefits : and what Apem. Let ine stay at thine apperil, Timon; better or properer can we call otir own, than the I come to ohserve; I give thee warning on't. riches of our friends? 0, what a precious comi
Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an Athe fort 'tis to have so many, like brothers, com. nian; therefore welcome: I myself would have no manding one another's fortunes! O joy, e'en power: 'prythee, let my meat make thee silent made away ere it can be born! Mine eyes canApem. I scorn thy meat; 'would choke me, for not hold out water, methinks: to forget their I should
faults, I drink to you.
Apem. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a
(Tucket sounded. Sits next him now, parts bread with him, and Tim. What means that trump?-How now? pledges
Enter a Servant.
ladies most desirous of admittance.
Tim. Ladies? what are their wills? Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous Serv. There comes with them a forerunner, notes ;
my lord, which bears that office, to signify their
Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.
Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon ;-and to all
That of his bounties taste! The five best senses Apem.
Flow this way ! Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely A brave rellow!-he keeps his tides well. Tinon, To gratulate thy plenteous bosom; The ear, Those healths will make thee, and thy state, look Taste,
touch, smell, all pleas'd from thy table rise; ill. Here's that, which is too weak to be a sinner,
They only now come but to feast thine eyes. Honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire:
Tim. They are welcome all; let them have
kind admittance: This, and my food, are equals; there's no odds. Musick, make their welcome. (Erit Cupid. Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
I Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are
Musick. Re-enter Cupid, with a masque of La-
dies as Amazons, with lutes in their hands, Grani I may never prove so fond
dancing and playing. To trust man on his oath or bond; Apem. Hey-day, what a sweep of vanity comes Or a harlot, for her weeping:
They dance! they are mad women.
We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;
And spend our flatteries, to drink those men,
(Ents and drinks. Upon whose age we void it up again, Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus ! With poisonous spite, and envy
Who lives, Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the that's not field now.
Depraved, or depraves? who dies, that bears Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. Noi one spurn to their graves of their friends'
Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of ene gift mies, than a dinner of friends.
I should fear, those, that dance before me now, Alcib. So they were bleeding new, my lord, Would one day stamp upon me: It has been there's no meat like them; I could wish my best done ; friend at sich a feast.
Men shut their doors against a setting sun. Apem. 'Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then; that then thou might'st kill 'em, The Lords rise from table, with much adoring and bid me to 'em.
of Timon; and, to show their loves, each sin1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my gles out an Amazon, and all dance, men with lord, that you would once use our hearts, where women, a lofty strain or two to the hautboys, by we might express some part of our zeals, we
and cease. shonld think ourselves for ever perfect.
Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the fair ladies, gods themselves have provided that I shall have set a fair fashion on our entertainment, much help from you : How had you been my Which was not half so beautiful and kind; friends else? why have you that charitable title You have added worth unto't, and lively lustre, from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to And entertain'd me with mine own device; iny heart ? I have told more of you to myself, I am to thank you for il. than you can with modesty speak in your own 1 Lady. My lord, you take us even at the dest. behalf; anıl thus far I confirm you. O you gods, Apem.'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would think 1, what need we have any friends, if we not hold taking, I doubt me. should never have need of them ? they were the 7 'im. Ladies, there is an idle banquet most needless creatures living, should we ne'er Attends you : Please you to dispose yourselves. have use for them : and would most resemble AU Lad. Most thankfully, my lord. sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep)
(Exeunt Cupid and Ladies
Can justly praise, but what he does affect; Flav. My Jord.
I weigh my friend's affection with mine own; Tim. The little casket bring me hither. I'll tell you true. I'll call on you. Flav. Yes, my lori.-More jewels yet !
None so welcome. There is no crossing him in his humour; (Aside. Tim. I take all and your several visitations Else I should tell him,-Well,-;' faith, I should, so kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give; When all's spent, he'd be cross'd then, an he Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends, could.
And ne'er be weary.-Alcibiades, 'Tis pity, bounty had not eyes behind ;
Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich, That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind. It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living
Erit, and returns with the casket. Is 'mongst the dead : and all the land thou hast 1 Lord. Where be our men ?
Lies in a pitch'd field.
Ay, defiled land, my lord. 2 Lord. Our horses.
1 Lord. We are so virtuously bound, T'im. O, my friends, Tim.
And so I have one word to say to you: Look, my good Am I to you. lord,
2 Lord. So infinitely endeared, I must entreat you honour me so much,
Tim. All to you.--Lights, more lights. As to advance this jewel; accept and wear it, 1 Lord.
The best of happiness Kind my lord.
Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, Lord TH I Lord. I am so far already in your gifts,
mon 1 AIL So are we all.
Tim. Ready for his friends.
(Exeunt Alcibiades, Lords, &c. Enter a Servant.
What a coil's here ! Serv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the Serving of becks, and jutting out of bums! senate
I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums Newly alighted, and come to visit you.
That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs: Tim. They are fairly welcome.
Methinks, false hearts should never have sound Flav.
I beseech your honour, legs. Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near. Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on Tim. Near? why then another time I'll hear court'sies. thee;
Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, Sprythee, let us be provided
I'd be good to thee. To show them entertainment.
Apem No, I'll nothing: for, if I should be brib'd Flao. I scarce know how. [Aside. too, there would be none left to rail apon thee;
and then thou would'st sin the faster. Thon give Enter another Servant.
est so long, Timon, I fear me, thou wilt give 2 Serv. May it please your honour, the Lord away thyself in paper shortly: What need these Lucius,
feasts, pomps, and vainglories? Out of his free love, hath presented to you Tim. Nay, an you begin to rail on society once, Four milk-white horses, trapp'l in silver. I am sworn, not to give regard to you. Fare Tim. I shall accept them fairly : let the presents well; and come with better musick. [Erit. Enter a third Servant.
Apem. So ;-thon't not hear me now,-thou
shalt not then, I'll lock thy heaven from thee. Be worthily entertain'd.--How now, what news? O, that men's ears should be 3 Sern. Please you, my lord, thai honourable To counsel deaf, but not to flattery ! (Erit gentleman, Lord Licullus, entreats your company to-morrow to hunt with him; and has sent your honour two brace of grey hounds.
SCENE I. Athens.
A Room in a Senator's House.
Enter a Senator, with papers in his hard. Nor will he know his pairse; or yield me this, Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro ; and to To show him what a beggar his heart is,
Isidore Being of no power to make his wishes good; He owes nine thousand ; besides my former snm, His promises fly so beyond his state,
Which makes it five and twenty.--Still in motion That what he speaks is all in debt, he owes
of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not For every word: he is so kind, that he now If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog, Pays interest for't; his land's put to their books. And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold; Well, 'would I were gently put out of office, If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more Before I were forc'd out!
Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon, Happier is he that has no friend to feed, Ask nothing, give ii him, it foals me straight, Than such as do even enemies exceed.
And able horses : No porter at his gate ; I bleed inwardly for my lord.
[Exit. But rather one that smiles, and still invites Tim.
You do yourselves all that pass by. It cannot hold; no reason Much wrong, you bate too much of your own Can sound his state io safety. Caphis, ho! merits:
Caphis, I say ! Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. 2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will
Enter Caphis. receive it.
Caph. Here, sir : What is your pleasure ? 3 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty! Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to Lord T'im. And now I remember me, my lord, you
Importune him for my monies : be not ceas'd Good words the other day of a bay courser With slight denial; nor then silenc'd, when I rode on: it is yours, because you lik'd it. Commend me to your master and the cap 2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, Plays in the right hand, thus :--but tell him, in that.
sirrah, Tim. You may take my word, my lord; My uses cry' to me, I must serve my turn know, no man
Out of mine own; his days and times are pas.
571 And my reliances on his fracted dates
Wherefore you are not paid.
Do so, my friends:
I pray, draw near. Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words,
Enter Apemantus and a Fool.
Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with
Var. Sero. Hang him, he'll abuse us.
Var. Serv. How dost, fool?
Var. Serv. I speak not to thee.
I will sir. Apem. No; 'tis to thyself,-come away.
To the Fool.
Isid. Serv. (To Var. Serv.) There's the fool
hangs on your back already, The same. A Hall in Timon's House. Apem. No, thou stand'st single, thou art not on Enter Flavius, with many Bills in his hand.
Caph. Where's the fool now?
and usurers' men ! bawds between gold and
All Sero. What are we, Apemantus ?
All Serv. Why?
Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do
not know yourselves.-Speak to 'em, fool.
Fool. How do you, gentlemen ?
AN Serv. Grainercies, good fool : How does
Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such
Good even, Varro: What, chickens as you are. 'Would, we could see you
It is so
Fool. Look you, here comes my mistress' page.
I fear it. Page. [ To the Fool.) Why, how now, captain ? Caph. Here comes the lord.
what do you in this wise company ?—How dost
thou, Apemantus ?
Apem. Would I had a rod in my mouth, that I
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues. perscription of these letters; I know not which
Of Athens, here, my lord. Apem. Canst not read?
famish, a dog's death. Answer not, I am gone.
(Erit Page. I pr'y thee, but repair to me next morning. Aper. Even so thou out-run'st grace. Fool, 1 Caph. Nay, good my lord,
will go with you to Lord Timon's.
Contain thyself, good friend. Fool. Will you leave me there?
From Isidore ; serve three usurers?
bangmau served thief.
All Serv. Ay, fool.
Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his Isid. Serv. Yonr steward puts me off, my lord; servant : My mistress is one, and I am her fool. And I am sent expressly to your lordship. When men come to borrow of your masters, they Tim. Give me breath,
approach sadly, and go away merry; but they i do beseech you, good my lords, keep on ; enter my mistress' house merrily, and go away
Ereunt Alcibiades and Lords. sadly : The reason of this? I'll wait upon you instantly.-Come hither, pray Vär. Serv. I could render one. you;
[ To Flavius.
Apem. Do it then, that we may account thee & How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd whoremaster, and á knave; whích notwithstandWith clamorous demands of date-broke bonds, ing, thou shalt be no less esteemed. And the detention of long since due debts, Var. Serv. What is a whoremaster, fool ?: Against my honour ?
Fool. A fool in good clothes, and something Flav.
Please you, gentlemen, like thee. 'Tis a spirit : sometime, it appears The time is unugreeable to this business ; like a lord; sometime, like a lawyer; sometime, Your importunacy cease, till after dinner: like a philosopher, with two stones more than his That I may maka his lordship understand artificial ope i He is very ofter. .ike a knight;