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My knowing, Timon hath been this lord's father,
3 Stran. Religion groans at it.
For mine own part,
The same. A room in Sempronius's house.
Enter Sempronius, and a Servant of Timon's.
'Bove all others ?
* This means, to put his wealth down in account as a donation.
O my lord, They have all been touch'd*, and found base metal;
for They have all denied him! Sem.
How! have they denied him? Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him? And does he send to me? Three? humph!It shows but little love or judgement in him. Must I be his last refuge? His friends, like physi.
cians, Thrive, give him over; Must I take the cure upon
me? He has much disgrac'd me in't; I am angry at him, That might have known my place: I see no sense
fort, But his occasions might have woo'd me first; Tor, in my conscience, I was the first man That e'er receiv'd gift from him : And does he think so backwardly of me now, That I'll requite it last? No: So it may prove An argument of laughter to the rest, And I amongst the lords be thought a fool. I had rather than the worth of thrice the sum, He had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake; I had such a couraget to do him good. But now re
turn, And with their faint reply this answer join; Who bates mine honour, shall not know my coin.
[Erit. Sero. Excellent! Your lordship's a goodly villain. The devil knew not what he did, when he made man politick; he cross'd himself by't: audi cannot think, but, in the end, the villainies of man will set him clear. How fairly this lord strives to appear foul? takes virtuous copies to be wicked; like those that, under hot ardent zeal, would set whole realms on fire. Of such a nature is his politick love.
† Ardour, eager desire.
This was my lord's best hope; now all are filed,
The same. A hall in Timon's house.
Enter two Servants of Varro, and the Servant of
Ay, and, I think,
Tit. So is theirs and ours.
Good day at once.
Welcome, good brother.
Labouring for nine.
* 6. e. Keep within doors for fear of duns.
Luc. Sero. So much?
Is not my lord seen yet?
Not yet. Phi. I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at
seven. Luc. Sero. Ay, but the days are waxed shofter
with him: You inust consider, that a prodigal course Is like the sun's* ; but not, like his, recoverable. I fear, 'Tis deepest winter in lord Timon's purse; That is, one may reach deep enough, and yet Find little.
Phi. I am of your fear for that.
Tit. I'll show you how to observe a strange event. Your lord sends now for money. Hor.
Most true, he does. Tit. And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift, For which I wait for money.
Hor. It is against my heart.
Mark, how strange it shows,
witness: I know, my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth, And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth. 1 Var. Sero. Yes, mine's three thousand crowns:
What's yours? Luc. Serv. Five thousand mine. 1 Var. Serv. 'Tis much deep; and it should seem
by the sum, Your master's confidence was above mine; Else, surely, his had equall'd.
* 6. e. Like him in blaze and splendour.
Enter Flaminius. Tit. One of lord Timon's men.
Luc. Sero. Flaminius ! sir, a word: 'Pray, is my lord ready to come forth?
Flam. No, indeed, he is not.
Tit. We attend his lordship; 'pray, signify so much,
Flam. I need not tell him that; he knows, you are too diligent.
Enter Flavius in a cloak, muffled.
He goes away in a cloud: call him, call him.
Tit. Do you hear, sir?
Luc. Sero. Ay, but this answer will not serve.
If'twill not, 'Tis not so base as you; for you serve knaves.
[Erit. 1 Var. Sero. How! what does his cashier'd wor
ship mutter? 2 Var. Sero. No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge enough. Who can speak broader than ho that has no house to put his head in? such may rail against great buildings.