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His land's put to their books. Well, would I were
[Exit. Tim. You do yourselves much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits. Here, my Lord, a trifle of our love.
- I Lord. With more than common thanks I will re. ceive it.
3 Lord. He has the very foul of bounty,
Tim. And now I remember, my Lord, you gave good words the other day of a bay courser I rode on. 'Tis your's, because you lik’d it.
2 Lord. Oh, I beseech you, pardon me, my Lord, in that. Tim. You
take my word, my Lord: I know no man can juftly praise, but what he does affect. I weigh my friend's affection with my own; I tell you true.
I'll call on you.
Tim. I take all, and your several visitations
Alc. I defy land, my Lord.
3 Lord. The best of happiness, honour and fortunes, Keep with you, Lord TimonTim. Ready for his friends. [Exeunt Lords.
SCENE VIII. .
That are giv’n for 'em. Friendship’s full of dregs ;
Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not fullen,
Apem. No, I'll nothing ; for if I should be brib'd too, there would be none left to rail upon thee, and then thou wouldt sia the faster. Thou giv'it so long, Timon, I fear me, thou wilt give away thyself in proper shortly.
What need these featts, pomps, and vain-glories?
Tim. Nay, if you begin to rail on society once, I am sworn not to give regard to you. Farewel, and come with better mufic.
[Exit. Apem. So-thou wilt not hear me now, thou illalt I'll lock thy heaven from thice :
Lnot then, Oh, that mens' ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to dattery !
ACT II. SCENE I.
Enter a Senator.
late, five thousand : to Varro and to
Sen. Get on your cloak, and haft you to Lord Timon ;
reliance his fracted dates
feather sticks in his own wing,
Cap. I go, Sir.
Sir ?- Take the boods along with you,
Cap. I will, Sir.
SCENE II. Changes to Timon's hall.
Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand.
Enter Nothing can be worse, or more obscurely expreffed ; and all for the sake of a wretched shime. To make it lense and
grammar, it hould be fupplied thus,
Wus (made] to be so unwise, [in order) to be so kind. i. e. Nature in order to make a profufe mind, never before endowed any manıwith fu large a Mare of fully.
Enter Caphis, Ifidore, and Varro t.. TA
Enter Timon and his train.
[They present their bills..
steward. Cap. Please it your Lordship, he hath put me off To the succeflion of new days, this month : My master is awak'd by great occasion, To call upon
his own; and humbly prays you,, That with your other noble parts you'll suit, In giving him his right.
Tim. Mine honest friend, I pr’ythee, but repair to me next morning, Cap. Nay, good my Lord Tim. Contain thyself, good friend. Var. One Varro's servant, my good. LordIfid. From Ilidore, he prays your speedy paymentCap. If you did know, my Lord, my master's wantsFar. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my Lord, six weeks,
Tim. Give me breath.-
[Exeunt Lords. I'll wait upon you instantly.
-Come hither : goes the world, that I am thus encountred
7. The two last are but servants to Ifidore and Varro, here called by their masters names, as is usual amcög servants with one another.
With clam'rous claims of debt, of broken bonds,
Flav. Please you, Gentlemen,
[Exit Timon, Flav. Pray, draw near.
SCENE III. Enter Apemantus and Fool. Cap. Stay, stay, here comes the Fool with Apemantus, let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Hang him, he'll abuse us.
Cap. Thou art not on him yet.
Apem. He last alk'd the question. Poor rogues' and usurers' men ! bawds between gold and want !
All. What are we, Apemantus ?
Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do not know yourselves. Speak to 'em, Fool.
Fool. How do you, Gentlemen ?
All. Gramercies, good Fool. How does your mistress?
Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens as you are. 'Would we could see you at Corinth t. Apem. Good! gramercy!
+ A cant name for a bawdy-house, I suppose from the diffoluteness of that ancient Greek city.