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Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd With those five talents ;-that had,-[To Flav.) give

it these fellows, To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think, That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. Flao. I would, I could not think it; That thought

is bounty's foe; Being free* itself, it thinks all others so. (Ereunt.

ACT III.

SCENE I.

The same. A room

house.

in Lucullus's

Flaminius waiting. Enter a Servant to him.

Sero. I have told my lord of you, he is coming down to you.

Flam. I thank you, sir.

Enter Lucullus. Sero. Here's my lord.

Lucul. [Aside.] One of lord Timon's men ? a gift, I warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a sil. ver bason and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest Flaminius; you are very respectively t welcome, sir.

Fill me some wine.-[Erit Servant. And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord and master?

Flam. His health is well, sir.
Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, sir:

• Liberal, not parsimonious..
# For respectfully.

And what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?

Flam. 'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; which, in my lord's behalf, I come to entreat your honour to supply; who, having great and instant occasion to use fifty talents, hath sent to your lord. ship to furnish him ; nothing doubting your present assistance therein.

Lucul. La, la, la, la,- nothing doubting, says he? alas, good lord ! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep so good a house. Many a time and often I have dined with him, and told him on't ; and come again to supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less: and yet he would ernbrace no counsel, take no warniog by my coming. Every man has his fault, and honesty* is his; I have told him on't, but I could never get him from it.

Re-enter Servant, with wine.
Serv. Please your lordship, here is the wine.

Lucul. Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee.

Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure.

Lucul. I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt spirit,-give thee thy due,- and one that knows what belongs to reason: and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in thee.-Get you gone, sirrah.-[To the Servant, who goes out. - Draw nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a bountiful gentleman : but thou art wise; and thou knowest well enough, although thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend money; especially upon bare friendship, without security. Here's three solidares for thee; good boy, wink at me, and say, thou saw'st me not. Fare thee well.

• Honesty here means liberality.

Flam. Is't possible, the world should so much

differ; And we alive, that liv'd*? Fly, damned baseness, To him that worships thee.

[Throwing the money away. Lucul. Ha! Now I see, thou art a fool, and fit for thy master.

[Exit Lucullus. Flam. May these add to the number that may

scald thee! Let molten coin be thy damnation, Thou disease of a friend, and not himself! Has friendship such a faint and milky heart, It turns in less than two nights? O you gods, I feel my master's passiont! This slave Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him : Why should it thrive, and turn to nutriment, When he is turn'd to poison ? O, may diseases only work upon't ! And, when he is sick to death, let not that part of

nature Which my lord paid for, be of any power To expel sickness, but prolong his hourf!

[Erit.

SCENE II.

The same. A public piace.

Enter Lucius, with three Strangers. Luc. Who, the lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman.

1 Stran. We know him for no less, though we

. i.e. And we who were alive then, alive now.

+ Suffering; 'By his bloody cross and passion. Liturgy.

I i. e. His life. . Acknowledge.

are but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, and bis estate shrinks from him,

Luc. Fye no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.

2 Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, one of his men was with the lord Lucullus, to borrow so many talents ; nay, urged extremely for't, and showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied.

Luc. How?
2 Stran. I tell you, denied, my lord.

Luc. What a strange case was that? now, before the gods, I am ashamed on't. Denied that honour. able man? there was very little honour showed in't. For my own part, I must veeds confess, I have re. ceived some small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels, and such like trifles, nothing compare ing to his; yet, had he mistook him, and sent to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.

Enter Servilius. Ser. See, by good hap, yonder's my lord; I have sweat to see his honour.-My honoured lord,

[To Lucius. Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well:--Commend me to thy honourable-virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend.

Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent

Luc. Ha! what has he sent? I am so much en. deared to that lord; he's ever sending: How shall I thank him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now?

Ser. He has only sent his present occasion now,

Consumed.

my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his in. stant use with so many talents,

Luc. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents.

Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my lord,
If his occasion were not virtuous*,
I should not urge it half so faithfully,

Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius ?
Ser. Upon my soul, 'tis true, sir.

Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurnish myself against such a good time, when I might have shown myself honourable ! how upluckily it happened, that I should purchase the day before for a little part, and undo a great deal of honour! - Ser. vilius, now before the gods, I am not able to do't; the more beast, I say I was sending to use lord Timon myself, these gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done it now. Commend me bountifully to his good lord. ship; and I hope, his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind: And tell him this from me, I count it one of my greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him?

Ser. Yes, sir, I shall.
Luc. I will look you out a good turn, Servilius,-

(Erit Servilius. True, as you said, Timon is shruvk, indeed; And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed.

(Exit Lucius.
1 Stran. Do you observe this, Hostilius?
2 Stran. Ay, too well.

1 Stran, Why this
Is the world's soul; and just of the same piece
Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him
His friend, that dips in the same dish? for, iu

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