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Tro. Hector is slain.
Hector ? — The gods forbid !
say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy, And linger not our sure destructions on!
Æne. My lord, you do discomfort all the host.
Tro. You understand me not, that tell me so ;
[Exeunt Æneas and Trojans. A: TROILUS is going out, enter, from the other side, PAN
DARUS. Pan. But hear you, hear you!
Tro. Hence, broker lackey! ignomy and shame Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name !
[Exit TROILUS. Pan. A goodly med'cine for my aching bones !-O world! world! world! thus is the poor agent despised ! O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a' work, and how ill requited! Why should our endeavor be so loved, and the
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performance so loathed? what verse for it? what instance for it? - Let me see:
Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing,
Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail.-
As many as be here of Pandar's hall, Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall. Or, if you cannot weep, yet give some groans, Though not for me, yet for your aching bones. Brethren, and sisters, of the hold-door trade, Some two months hence my will shall here be made; It should be now, but that my fear is this,Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss; Till then I'll sweat, and seek about for eases, And, at that time, bequeath you my diseases. [Exit.
Timon, a noble Athenian.
Servants to Timon's Creditors.
Other Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers, Thieves, and
SCENE. Athens, and the Woods adjoining.
TIMON OF ATHENS.
SCENE I. Athens. A Hall in Timon's House.
Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and others, at
several doors. Poet. Good day, sir. Pain.
I am glad you are well. Poet. I have not seen you long; how goes the world? Pain. It wears, sir, as it grows. Poet.
Ay, that's well known.
Pain. I know them both; t'other's a jeweller.
Nay, that's most fixed. Mer. A most incomparable man; breathed, as it were, To an untirable and continuate goodness.
Jew. I have a jewel here.
Poet. When we for recompense have praised the vile,
'Tis a good form.
[Looking at the jewel. Jew. And rich; here is a water, look you.
Pain. You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord.