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2 SEN. He has made too much plenty with 'em. He's a sworn rioter; he has a sin

That often drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner:
If there were no foes, that were enough
To overcome him: in that beastly fury
He has been known to commit outrages,
And cherish factions: 't is inferr'd to us,
His days are foul, and his drink dangerous.
1 SEN. He dies.

ALCIB. Hard fate! he might have died in war.
My lords, if not for any parts in him,

(Though his right arm might purchase his own time,
And be in debt to none,) yet, more to move you,
Take my deserts to his, and join 'em both:
And, for I know, your reverend ages love security,
I'll pawn my victories, all my honour to you,
Upon his good returns.

If by this crime he owes the law his life,
Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore;
For law is strict, and war is nothing more.

1 SEN. We are for law; he dies; urge it no more,
On height of our displeasure: Friend, or brother,
He forfeits his own blood that spills another.

ALCIB. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, I do beseech you know me.

2 SEN. How?

ALCIB. Call me to your remembrances.

3 SEN.

What?

ALCIB. I cannot think but your age has forgot me;

It could not else be I should prove so base,

To sue, and be denied such common grace:
My wounds ache at you.

1 SEN. Do you dare our anger?

"T is in few words, but spacious in effect; We banish thee for ever.

ALCIB.

Banish me?

Banish your dotage; banish usury,

That makes the senate ugly.

1 SEN. If, after two days' shine Athens contain thee, Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell our spirit,

He shall be executed presently.

[Exeunt Senators.

ALCIB. Now, the gods keep you old enough; that you may

live

Only in bone, that none may look on you!

I'm worse than mad: I have kept back their foes,
While they have told their money, and let out
Their coin upon large interest; I myself,
Rich only in large hurts:-All those, for this?
Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate
Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment?
It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd;
It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,
That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up
My discontented troops, and lay for hearts.
"T is honour with most lands to be at odds;
Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods.

[Exit.

SCENE VI.-A magnificent Room in Timon's House.

Music.

Tables set out: Servants attending. Enter divers
Lords, at several doors.

1 LORD. The good time of day to you, sir.

2 LORD. I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord did but try us this other day.

1 LORD. Upon that were my thoughts tiring, when we encountered: I hope it is not so low with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his several friends.

2 LORD. It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.

1 LORD. I should think so: He hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear.

2 LORD. In like manner was I in debt to my importunate business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was out.

1 LORD. I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go.

2 LORD. Every man here 's so. What would he have borrowed of you?

1 LORD. A thousand pieces.

2 LORD. A thousand pieces!

1 LORD. What of you?

3 LORD. He sent to me, sir,-Here he comes.

Enter TIMON and Attendants.

TIM. With all my heart, gentlemen both:-And how fare you?

1 LORD. Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship. 2 LORD. The swallow follows not summer more willing than we your lordship.

TIM. [Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves winter; such summer-birds are men.-Gentlemen, our dinner will not recompense this long stay: feast your ears with the music awhile; if they will fare so harshly on the trumpet's sound: we shall to 't presently.

1 LORD. I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship, that I returned you an empty messenger.

TIM. O, sir, let it not trouble you.

2 LORD. My noble lord,—

TIM. Ah, my good friend! what cheer?

[The banquet brought in. 2 LORD. My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of shame, that when your lordship this other day sent to me I was so unfortunate a beggar.

TIM. Think not on 't, sir.

2 LORD. If you had sent but two hours before,—

TIM. Let it not cumber your better remembrance.—Come, bring in all together.

2 LORD. All covered dishes!

1 LORD. Royal cheer, I warrant you.

3 LORD. Doubt not that, if money, and the season, can yield it.

1 LORD. How do you? What's the news?

3 LORD. Alcibiades is banished: Hear you of it?

1 & 2 LORD. Alcibiades banished!

3 LORD. 'Tis so, be sure of it.

1 LORD. How? how?

2 LORD. I pray you, upon what

TIM. My worthy friends, will you draw near?

3 LORD. I'll tell you more anon. toward.

2 LORD. This is the old man still.

3 LORD. Will 't hold, will 't hold ?

Here's a noble feast

2 LORD. It does: but time will-and so

3 LORD. I do conceive.

TIM. Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place: Sit, sit. The gods require our

thanks.

You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with thankful

ness.

For your own gifts make yourselves praised: but reserve still to give lest your deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that one need not lend to another: for, were your godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the gods. Make the meat be beloved, more than the man that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without a score of villains: If there sit twelve women at the table, let a dozen of them be-as they are.-' -The rest of your fees, O gods,the senators of Athens, together with the common lag of people, what is amiss in them, you gods, make suitable for destruction. For these my present friends, as they are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to nothing are they welcome.

Uncover, dogs, and lap.

[The dishes uncovered, are full of warm water.

SOME SPEAK. What does his lordship mean?

SOME OTHER. I know not.

TIM. May you a better feast never behold,

You knot of mouth-friends! smoke and lukewarm water

Is

your perfection. This is Timon's last;

Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries,

Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces

[Throwing water in their faces. Your reeking villainy. Live loath'd, and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies, Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks! Of man, and beast, the infinite malady

Crust you quite o'er!-What, dost thou go?
Soft, take thy physic first-thou too,-and thou;-

[Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out.

Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.—
What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast,
Whereat a villain 's not a welcome guest.
Burn, house; sink, Athens! henceforth hated be
Of Timon, man, and all humanity.

Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords, and Senators.

1 LORD. How now, my lords?

2 LORD. Know you the quality of lord Timon's fury? 3 LORD. Pish! did you see my cap?

4 LORD. I have lost my gown.

[Exit.

3 LORD. He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other day, and now he has beat it out of my hat:-Did you see my jewel? 3 LORD. Did you see my cap?

2 LORD. Here't is.

4 LORD. Here lies my gown.

1 LORD. Let's make no stay. 2 LORD. Lord Timon 's mad.

3 LORD.

I feel 't upon my bones.

4 LORD. One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-Without the Walls of Athens.

Enter TIMON.

TIM. Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall,
That girdles in those wolves, dive in the earth,
And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent!
Obedience fail in children! Slaves and fools
Pluck the grave wrinkled Senate from the bench,
And minister in their steads! To general filths
Convert, o' the instant, green Virginity—

[Exeunt.

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