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Apem. Till I be gentle, stay for thy good morrow;
Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves ? thou know'st them not.
Apem. He wrought better, that made the painter; and yet
Apem. Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou hast feign’d him a worthy fellow.
Poet. That's not feign'd, he is so. Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy labour: He, that loves to be flatter'd, is worthy o’the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord !
Tim. What wouldst do then, Apemantus ?
Apem. Even as Apemantus does now, hate a lord with my heart, Tim. What, thyself? Apem. Ay. Tim. Wherefore ?
Apem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord. Art not thou a merchant ?
Mer. Ay, Apemantus.
Trumpets sound. Enter a SERVANT.
Serv. 'Tis Alcibiades, and
[Exeunt some Attendants.
Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company. Most welcome, Sir!
[They salute. Apem. So, so; there !Aches contract and starve your supple joints !That there should be small love 'mongst these sweet knaves, And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred out* Into baboon and monkey.
Alcib. Sir, you have saved my longing, and I feed
Tim. Right welcome, Sir:
[Exeunt all but APEMANTUS.
Enter two Lords. 1 Lord. What time a day is't, Apenantus ? Apem. Time to be honest. 1 Lord. That time serves still. Apem. The most accursed, thou, that still omit'st it. 2 Lord. Thou art going to lord Timon's feast. Apem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine heat fools. 2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me farewell twice. 2 Lord. Why, Apemantus ?
Apem. Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I mean to give thee none.
1 Lord. Hang thyself.
Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding; make thy requests to thy friend.
2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence. Apem. I will iy like a dog the heels of the ass. [Exit.
1 Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in, And taste lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes The very heart of kindness.
2 Lord. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold, Is but his steward: no meed, t but he repays Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him, * Man is degenerated into.
But breeds the giver a return exceeding
1 Lord. The noblest mind he carries, That ever govern'd man.
2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes ! Shall we in ? 1 Lord. I'll keep you company.
[Exeunt. SCENE II. -The same. A Room of State in TIMON'S House. Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet served in ; FLA
VIUS and others attending ; then enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, LUCIUS, LUCULLUS, SEMPRONIUS, and other Athenian Senators, with VENTIDIUS, and Attendants. Then comes, dropping after all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly.
Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleased the gods remember
Tim. O, by no means,
[They all stand ceremoniously looking on TIMON.
[They sit. 1 Lord. My lord, we always have confess'd it. Apem. Ho, ho, confess'd it ? hang'd it, have you not? Tim. O, Apemantus !-you are welcome.
Tim. Fie, thou art a churl; you have got a humour there
Apem. Let me stay at thine own peril, Timon;
* I. e. all customary returns for obligations.
welcome: I myself would have no power: prythee, let my meat make thee silent.
Apem. I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I should
Tim. My lord, in heart; † and let the health go round.
Apem. Flow this way!
Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks. Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus !
Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now.
Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies, than a dinner of friends.
Alcib. So they were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat like them; I could wish my best friend at such a feast.
Apem. 'Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then; that then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em.
1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. + With sincerity.
Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends; but the gods themselves have provided that I shall have much help from you: How had you been my friends else? why have you that charitable* title from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to my heart ? I have told more of you to myself, than you can with modesty speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O, you gods, think I, what need we have any friends, if we should never have need of them ? they were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er have use for them: and would most resemble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We are born to do benefits : and what better or properer can we call our own, than the riches of our friends ?° , what a precious comfort ’tis, to have so many, like brothers, commanding one another's fortunes! O joy, e’en made away ere it can be born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks: to forget their faults, I drink to you.
Apem. Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon. 2 Lord. Joy had the like conception in our eyes, And, at that instant, like a babe sprung up:
Apem. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a bastard. 3 Lord. I promise you, my lord, you moved me much. Apem. Much.t
[Tucket sounded. Tim. What means that trump?-How now
Enter a SERVANT. Serv. Please you, my lord, there are certain ladies most desi, rous of admittance.
Tim. Ladies ? what are their wills ?
Serv. There comes with them a forerunner, my lord, which bears that office, to signify their pleasures. Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.
Tim. They are welcome all; let them have kind admittance : Music, make their welcome.
[Exit CUPID. 1 Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are beloved. Music.-Re-enter CỤPID, with a Masque of LADIES as Amazons,
with Lutes in their hands, dancing and playing.
† A contemptuous exclamation,