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His land's put to their books. Well, would I were
Gently put out of office, ere I were forc'd :
Happier is he that has no friend to feed,
Than such that do e'en enemies exceed.
I bleed inwardly for my Lord.

[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.
all Lords. O, none so welcome.

Tim. I take all, and your several visitations
So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give
My thanks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,
And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,
Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich,
I'll come in charity to thee; thy living
Is 'mongst the dead; and all the lands thou hast
Lie in a pitch'd field.

Alc. I defy land, my Lord.
i Lord. We are so virtuously bound-
Tim. And so am I to you.
2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd
Tim. All to you. Lights! more lights, more lights.

3 Lord. The best of happiness, honour and fortunes, Keep with you, Lord TimonTim. Ready for his friends. [Exeunt Lords.

Apem. What a coil's here,
Serring of becks and jutting out of bums !
I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums


That are giv’n for 'em. Friendship’s full of dregs ;
Methinks false hearts should never have found legs.
Thus honeft fools lay out their wealth on court'fies.

Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not fullen,
I would be good to thee.

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 !


A public place in the city.

Enter a Senator.



late, five thousand : to Varro and to

He owes nine thousand, besides my former fum ;
Which makes it five and twenty.Still in motion
Of raging waste? it cannot hold, it will not.
If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog,
And give-it Timon, why, the dog coins gold.
If I would sell my horse, and buy ten more
Better than he ; why, give my horse to Timon.
Aik nothing, give it him, it foals me straight
Ten able horses. No porter at his gate,
But rather one that smiles, and still invites
All that pass by it. It cannot hold ; no reason
Can found his state in safety. Caphis, hoa !
Caphis, 1 say.

Enter Caphis.
Cap. Here, Sir; what is your pleasur.?


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Sen. Get on your cloak, and haft you to Lord Timon ;
Importune him for monies ; be not ceas'd
With slight denial ; nor then silenc'd with
Commend me to your master and the cap
Play'ng in the right hand, thus:--but tell him, firrah,
My uses cry to me, I mutt ferve my turn
Out of mine own; his days and times are past,


reliance his fracted dates
Has smit my credit. I love and honour him ;
But must not break my back, to heal his finger.
Immediate are my needs, and my

Muit not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words,
But find supply immediate, Get you gone.
Put on a molt importunate aspect,
A visage of demand : for I do fear,

feather sticks in his own wing,
Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,
Who flashes now a phenix.-Get you gone.

Cap. I go, Sir.
Sen. I


Sir ?- Take the boods along with you,
And have the dates in compt.

Cap. I will, Sir.
Sen. Go.


SCENE II. Changes to Timon's hall.

Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand.
Fla. 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, and resumes no care
Of what is to continue : never mind
Was, to be so unwise, to be so kind t.
What shall be done? he will not hear, till feel :
I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting,
Fie, fie, fie, fie.

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.

never mind

Enter Caphis, Ifidore, and Varro t.. TA
Cap. Good eveņing, Varro ; what, you come for
Vär. Is't not your
business too?

[money ?
Cap. It is; and your's too, Isidore ?
Ifid. It is fo.
Cap. 'Would we were all discharg'd!
Var. I fear it.
Cap. Here comes the Lord.

Enter Timon and his train.
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again,
My Alcibiades. Well, what's your will ?

[They present their bills..
Cap. My Lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Tim. Dues? whence are you?
Cap. Of Athens here, my Lord.
Tim. Go to my

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,

and past.
Ifid. Your steward puts me off, my Lord, and I.
Am sent expressly to your Lordship.

Tim. Give me breath.-
I do beseech you, good my Lords, keep on,

[Exeunt Lords. I'll wait upon you instantly.

-Come hither : goes the world, that I am thus encountred



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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,
And the detention of long-since-due debts,
Against my honour?

Flav. Please you, Gentlemen,
The time is unagreeable to this business-;
Your importunity cease till after dinner ;
That I may make his Lordship understand
Wherefore you are not paid.
Tim. Do so, my friends ; see them well entertain’d.

[Exit Timon, Flav. Pray, draw near.

[Exit Flavius.

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.
Ihd. A plague upon him, dog!
Var. How doft, Fool?
Aper. Doft dialogue with thy shadow ?
Var. I speak not to thee.
Apem. No, 'tis to thyself. Come away.
Ifid. There's the fool hangs op your back already.
Apem. No, thou ftand'ft fingle.

Cap. Thou art not on him yet.
Where's the fool now?

Apem. He last alk'd the question. Poor rogues' and usurers' men ! bawds between gold and want !

All. What are we, Apemantus ?
Apem. Affes.
Äll. Why?

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.

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