Tim. I'll hunt with him; And let them be re ceiv'd, Not without fair reward. Flav. [Aside.] What will this come to? He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, Nor will he know his purse; or yield me this, Happier is he that has no friend to feed, Than such as do even enemies exceed. 1 bleed inwardly for my lord. Tim. [Exit. You do yourselves Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits: Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. 2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will receive it. 3 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty! Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave Good words the other day of a bay courser I rode on: it is yours, because you lik'd it. 3 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that. Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man Can justly praise, but what he does affect: I weigh my friend's affection with mine own; All Lords. Noue so welcome. Tim. I take all and your several visitations i. e. Could dispense them on every side with an And ne'er be weary.-Alcibiades, Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich, It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord. And so 1 Lord. We are so virtuously bound, Tim. Am I to you. 2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd,———— The best of happiness, Tim. All to you*.-Lights, more lights. 1 Lord. Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord Timon! Tim. Ready for his friends. Арет. [Exeunt Alcibiades, Lords, &c. What a coil's here! Serving of becks+, and jutting out of bums! Арет. No, I'll nothing: for, If I should be brib'd too, there would be none left To rail upon thee; and then thou would'st sin the faster. Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou Wilt give away thyself in paper shortly: What need these feasts, pomps, and vain glories? Tim. An you begin to rail on society once, I am sworn, not to give regard to you. Nay, [Exit. ungrudging distribution, like that with which I could deal out cards. * i. e. All happiness to you. + Offering salutations. ‡ i. c. Be ruined by his securities entered into. Apem. So; Thou'lt not hear me now,-thou shalt not then, I'll lock Thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! [Exit ACT II. SCENE 1. The same. A room in a Senator's house. Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand. Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum, Caph. Enter Caphis. Here, sir; What is your pleasure? Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord Timon; By his heaven he means good advice; the only thing by which he could be saved. Impórtune him for my moneys; be not ceas'd Out of mine own; his days and times are past, Have smit my credit: I love, and honour him; A visage of demand; for, I do fear, Sen. I go, sir?-take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in compt. Caph. Sen. I will, sir. Go. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. A hall in Timon's house. Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand. Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of expence, That he will neither know how to maintain it, Nor cease his flow of riot: Takes no account How things go from him; nor resumes no care • Stopped. Of what is to continue; Never mind Was to be so unwise, to be so kind. What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel: I must be round with him now he comes from hunt. Caph. It it;-And yours too, Isidore? 1sid. Serv. It is so. I fear it. Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd! Var. Serv. Caph. Here comes the lord. Enter Timon, Alcibiades, and Lords, &c. Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again t, My Alcibiades.-With me? What's your will? Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues. Tim. Dues? Whence are you? Caph. Of Athens here, my lord, Tim. Go to my steward. Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off To call upon his own; and humbly prays you, Tim. Mine honest friend, I pr'ythee, but repair to me next morning. Caph. Nay, good my lord. Good even was the usual salutation from noon. + i. e. To hunting; in our author's time it was the custom to hunt as well after dinner as before. |