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Which makes it five and twenty-Still in motion
Sen. Get on your cloak, and hafte you to lord Timon;
reliance on his fracted dates
feather sticks in his own wing,
-Get you gone. Cap. I go, Sir.
Sen. I go, Sir?-Take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in Compt.
Cap. I will, Sir.
Changes to Timon's Hall. Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand. Flav. O care, no stop? so senseless of expence,
That he will neither know how to main
tain 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. What shall be done?-he will not hear, 'till feel : I must be round with him, now he comes from huntFie, fie, fie, fie.
[ing. Enter Caphis, Isidore, and Varro. Cap. Good evening, Varro; what, you come for
Enter Timon, and his train.
[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. . Tin. Go to my Steward. Cap. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off * To make this Sense and Grammer, it should be supplied thus,
-never mind Was (made] to be so unwise, [in order] to be so kind. Warb.
To the succession of new days, this month:
Tim. Mine honest friend,
Cap. Nay, good my lord-
Var. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, fix weeks, and paft.-
Ifid. Your Steward puts me off, my lord, and I
Tim. Give me breath:-
Flaw Please you, gentlemen;
you are not pay'd. Tim. Do so, my friends ; see them well entertain'd.
(Exit Timon. Flav. Pray, draw near.
Exit Flavius. S CE N E III.
Enter Apemantus, and Fool. TAY, ftay, here comes the Fool with Apemantus; let's have some sport with 'em.
Cap. S That
Var. Hang him, he'll abuse us.
Cap. Thou art not on him yet.
Apem. He last ask'd the Question. Poor rogues' and usurers' men! bawds between gold and want!
All. What are we, Apemantus ?
and do not know yourselves. Speak to 'em, fool.
Fool. How do you, Gentlemen ?
All. Gramercies, good Fool: how does your miftress ?
Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens as you are.
*Would, we could see you at
page. Page. Why how now, captain? what do you in this wise company ? how dost thou, Apeniantus?
Apem. 'Would. I had a rod in my mouth, that I might answer thee profitably.
Page. Pr’ythee, Apemantus, read me the Superscription of these letters; I know not which is which.
Apem. Canft not read?
thou art hang'd. This is to lord Timon, this to Alcibiades. Go, thou waft born a bastard, and thou'lt die a bawd.
Page. Thou wast whelpt a dog, and thou shalt famih, a dog's death. Answer not, I am gone. [Exit.
Apem. Ev'n so thou out-run'it grace. : Fool, I will
with you to lord Timon's. Fool. Will you leave me there?
Apem. If Timon stay at home You three serve three Usurers ?
All. I would they serv'd us.
Apem. So would l-as good a trick as ever hang. man sery'd thief.
Fool. Are you three usurers' men ?
Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his ser: vant. My mistress is one, and I am her fool; when men come to borrow of your masters, they approach sadly, and go away merrily; but they enter my mistress's house merrily, and go away fadly. The reason of this?
Var. I could render one. Apem. Do it then, that we may account thee a whoremaster, and a knave; which notwithstanding, thou shalt be no less esteem'd.
Var. What is a whoremaster, fool?
Fool. A fool in good Cloaths, and something like thee. 'Tis a spirit; sometimes it appears like a lord, sometimes like a lawyer, sometimes like a philosopher, with two ftones more than's artificial one. He is very often like a knight; and generally, in all shapes that man goes up and down in, from fourscore to thirteen, this Spirit walks in.
Var. Thou art not altogether a fool.
Fool. Nor thou altogether a wise man; as much foolery as I have, so much wit thou lack'it.
Apem. That answer might have become Apemantus. All. Aside, afide, here comes lord Timon.