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Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone!- would afflict thee, and oft thou shouldst bazard If thou hadst not been born the worst of men, thy life for thy dinner : wert thou the unicora, Thou hadst been a knave, and flatterer. pride and wrath would confound thee, and 4pem. Art thou proud yet?
make thine own self the conquest of thy fury : Tim. Ay, that I am not thee.
wert thou a bear thou would'st be killed by the Apem. I, that I was
horse; wert thou a horse, thou would'st be No prodigal.
seized by the leopard ; wert thou a leopard, Tim. I, that I am one now;
thou wert german to the lion, and the spots of Were all the wealth I have, shut up in thee, thy kindred were jurors on thy life: all thy I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone. safety were remotion ;* and thy defence, abThat the whole life of Athens were in this! sence. What beast could'st thou be, that were Thus would I eat it.
[Eating a root. not subject to a beast ? and what a beast art Apem. Here; I will mend thy feast.
thou already, that seest not thy loss in trans[Offering him something. formation ? Tim. First mend my company, take away Apem. If thou could'st please me with speak. thyself.
ing to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here: Apem. So I shall mend mine own, by the lack The commonwealth of Athens is become a of thine.
forest of beasts. Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd; Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that If not, I would it were.
thou art out of the city? Apem. What would'st thou have to Athens ? Apem. Yonder comes a poet, and a painter : Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou The plague of company light upon thee! I wilt,
will fear to catch it, and give way: When I Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. know not what else to do, I'll see thee again. Apem. Here is no use for gold.
Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, Tim. The best, and truest:
thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a begFor here it sleeps, and does no hired harm. gar's dog, than A pemantus. Apem. Where liest o'nights, Timon ?
Apem. Thou art the capt of all the fools alive. Tim. Under that's above me.
Tim. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit Where feed'st thou o'days, A pemantus ?
upon. Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, Apem. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to rather, where I eat it.
Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are my mind!
pure. Apem. Where would'st thou send it?
Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou Tim. To sauce thy dishes.
speak'st. A pem. The middle of humanity thou never Tim. If I name thee.knewest, but the extremity of both ends: When I'll beat thee,--but I should infect my hands, thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they Apem. I would, my tongue could rot them mocked thee for too much curiosity;* in thy
off! rags thou knowest none, but art despised for Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog! the contrary. There's a medlar for thee, eat it. Choler doth kill me, that thou art alive; Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.
I swoon to see thee. Apem. Dost hate a médlar ?
Apem. 'Would thou would'st burst! Tim. Ay, though it look like thee.
Tim. Away, Apem. An thou had'st hated medlers sooner, Thou tedious rogue ! I am sorry, I shall lose thou should'st have loved thyself better now. A stone by thee. [Throws a stone ut him. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that Apem. Beast! was beloved after his means?
Tim. Slave! Tim. Who, without those means thou talkest Jpem. Toad ! of, didst thou ever know beloved ?
Tim. Rogue, rogue, rogue! Apem. Myself.
[APEMANTUS retreats backward, as going. Tim. understand thee; thou hadst some I am sick of this false world; and will love means to keep a dog.
nought Apem. What things in the world canst thou But even the inere necessities upon it. nearest compare to thy flatterers ?
Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; T'im. Women nearest; but men, men are the Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat things themselves. What would'st thou do Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph, with the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy That death in me at others' lives may laugh. power ?
() thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the
(Looking on the gold. men.
'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler Tim. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars ! confusion of men, and remain a beast with the Thou ever young, fresh, lovd, and delicate beasts?
wooer, Apem. Ay, Timon.
Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated saow Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god, grant thee to attain to! If thou wert the lion, That solder'st close impossibilities, the fox would beguile thee: if thou wert thé And mak'st them kiss! that speak’st with lamb, the fox would eat thee: if thou wert the
every tongue, fox, the lion would suspect thee, when, perad- To every purpose! O'thou touch of hearts ! venture, thou wert accused by the
ass: if thou Think, thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtue wert the ass, thy dulness would torment thee: Set them into confounding odds, that beasts and still thou livedst but as a breakfast to the May have the world in empire ! wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy greediness
* Remoteness, the being placed at a distance from the for too much finical delicacy.
+ The top, the principal. For touchstone.
A pem. 'Would 'twere 80 ;-
All that you meet are thieves: To Athens, go, But not till I am dead!-I'll say, thou hast gold: Break open shops; nothing can you steal, Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly.
But thieves do lose it: Steal not less, for this Tim. Throng'd to?
I give you; and gold confound you howsoever! Apem. Ay.
[TIMON retires to his Cave. Tim. Thy back, I pr’ythee.
3 Thief. He has almost charmed me from my Apem. Live, and love thy misery!
profession, by persuading me to it. Tim. Long live so, and so die!- I am quit.- 1 Thief. "Tis in the malice of mankind, that
(Exit APEMANTUS. he thus advises us; not to have us thrive in More things like men ?-Eat, Timon, and ab- our mystery. hor them.
2 Thief. I'll believe him as an enemy, and
give over my trade. Enter THIEVES.
1 Thief. Let us first see peace in Athens : 1 Thief. Where should he have this gold? It There is no time so miserable, but a man may
be true. is some poor fragment, some slender ort of his
[Exeunt Thieves. remainder: The mere want of gold, and the
Enter FLAVIUS. falling from of his friends, drove him into this
Is yon despis'd and ruinous man my lord?
Desperate want made!
What viler thing upon the earth, than friends,
How rarelyt does it meet with this time's Thieres. Where?
guise, 2 Thief. 'Tis his description.
When man was wish'di to love his enemies: 3 Thief. He; I know him.
Grant, I may ever love, and rather woo [do! Thieves. Save thee, Timon.
Those that would mischief me, than those that Tim. Now, thieves ?
He has canght me in his eye: I will present Thieves. Soldiers, not thieves.
My honest grief unto him; and, as my lord, Tim. Both too; and women's sons.
Still serve him with my life.—My dearest Thieves. We are not thieves, but men that
Timon comes forward from his Care.
Tim. Away! what art thou ?
Flav. Have you forgot me, Sir ?
Tim. Why dost ask that ? I have forgot all
men ; The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush Then, if thou grant'st thou’rt man, I have forLays her full mess before you.' Want? why
Flav. Ån honest poor servant of yours.
To serve in meat to villains.
Flav. The gods are witness,
For bis undone lord, than mine eyes for you. In holier shapes: for there is boundless theft
Tim. What, dost thou weep?-Come nearer; In limited* professions. Rascal thieves,
-then I love thee, Here's gold: Go, suck the subtle blood of the Because thou art a woman, and disclaim'st grape,
Flinty mankind; whose eyes do never give, Till the high fever seeth your blood to froth,
But thorough lust, and laughter. Pity's sleep-
Flav. I beg of you to know me, good my Do villany, do, since you profess to do't,
(lasts, Like workmen. I'll example you' with To accept my grief, and whilst this poor wealth thievery:
To entertain me as your steward still.
Tim. Had I a steward so true, so just, and
My dangerous nature wild. Let me behold
honest man,-mistake me not,,but one; power
No more, I pray,—and he is a steward. Have uncheck’d theft. Love not yourselves : How fain would I have hated all mankind, Rob one another. There's more gold: Cut. And thou redeem'st thyself: But all, save thee, throats;
An alteration of honour is an alteration of an honour-
able state to a state of disgrace.
I fell with curses.
(wise, Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: Methinks, thou art more honest now, than only I will promise him an excellent piece. For, by oppressing and betraying me,
Poet. I must serve him so too; tell him of an Thou might'st have sooner got another service: intent that's coming toward him. For many so arrive at second masters,
Puin. Good as the best. Promising is the Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me true, very air o'the time : it opens the eyes of ex(For I must ever doubt, though ne'er so sure) pectation : performance is ever the duller for Is not'thy kindness subtle, covetous,
his act; and, but in the plainer and simpler If not a usuring kindness; and as rich men kind of people, the deed of saying is quite deal gifts,
out of use. To promise is most courtly and Expecting in return twenty for one ?
fashionable: performance is a kind of will and Flav. No, my most worthy master, in whose testament, which argues a great sickness in breast
his judgement that makes it. Doubt and suspect, alas, are plac'd too late: T'im. Excellent workman! Thou canst not You should have fear'd false times, when you paint a man so bad as is thyself. did feast:
Poet. I am thinking, what I shall say I have Suspect still comes where an estate is least. provided for him: It must be a personating of That which I show, heaven knows, is merely himself: a satire against the soitness of proslove,
perity; with a discovery of the infinite flatteDuty and zeal to your unmatched mind, ries, that follow youth and opulency. Care of your food and living: and, believe it, Tim. Must thou needs stand for a villain in My most honour'd lord,
thine own work? Wilt thou whip thine own For any benefit that points to me,
faults in other men ? Do so, I have gold for Either in hope, or present, I'd exchange thee. For this one wish, That you had power and Poet. Nay, let's seek him: wealth
Then do we sin against our own estate, To requite me, by making rich yourself. When we may profit meet, and come too late.
Tim. Look thee, 'tis so ! - Thou singly honest Pain. True; Here take :-the gods out of my misery (man, When the day serves, before black-corner'd Have sent the treasure. Go, live rich, and
[men ;* Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd light. But thus condition’d; Thou shalt build from Come. Hate all, curse all : show charity to none; Tim. I'll meet you at the turn. What a god's But let the famish'd flesh slide from the bone,
gold, Ere thou relieve the beggar: give to dogs That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple, What thou deny'st to men; let prisons swal. Than where swine feed ! low them,
'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark, and plough'st Debts wither them: Be men like blasted woods,
the foam; And may diseases lick up their false bloods ! Settlest admired reverence in a slave : And so, farewell, and thrive.
To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye Flav. 0, let me stay,
Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone obey! And comfort you, my master.
'Fit I do meet them.
(Advancing. Tim. If thou hat'st
Poet. Hail, worthy Timon ! Curses, stay not; fly, whilst thou’rt bless'd Pain. Our late noble master. and free:
Tim. Hare I once liv'd to see two honest Ne'er see thou man, and let me ne'er see thee.
men ? (Exeunt severully. Poet. Sir,
Having often of your open bounty tasted, ACT V.
Hearing you were retir’d, your friends fall'a SCENE 1.—The same.-Before Timon's Cave. Whose thankless natures-O abhorred spirits!
off, Enter Poet and Painter; Timon behind, un- Not all the whips of heaven are large enough
What! to you !
Whose star-like nobleness gave life and inPain. As I took note of the place, it cannot
(cover be far where he abides.
To their whole being! I'm rapt and cannot Poet. What's to be thought of him? Does The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude the rumour hold for true, that he is so full of With any size of words. gold?
Tim. Let it go naked, men may see't the Pain. Certain : Alcibiades reports it; Phry
better : nia and Timandra had gold of' him: he like You, that are honest, by being what you are, wise enriched poor straggling soldiers with Make them best seen, and known. great quantity: 'Tis said, he gave unto his Pain. He, and myself, steward a mighty sum.
Have travell’d in the great shower of your gifts, Poet. Then this breaking of his has been but And sweetly felt it. a try for his friends.
Tim. Ay, you are honest men, Pain. Nothing else: you shall see him a palm Pain. We are hither come.to offer you our in Athens again, and tourish with the highest.
service. Therefore, 'tis not amiss, we tender our loves Tim. Most honest men! Why, how shall I to him, in this supposed distress of his : it will
requit you? show honestly in us; and is very likely to load Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no. our purposes with what they travel for, if it be Both. What we can do, we'll do, to do you a just and true report that goes of his having.
service. Poet. What have you now to present unto Tim. You are honest men: You have heard him ?
that I have gold; * Away from human habitation.
* The doing of that we said we would do.
I am sure you have: speak truth: you are Flav. Here is his cave.
(mon! honest men.
Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! TiPrin. So it is said, my noble lord: but there-Look out, and speak to friends: The AtheCame not my friend, nor I.
nians, Tim. Good honest men !—Thou draw'st a By two of their most reverend senate, greet counterfeit* Speak to them, noble Timon.
(thee: Best in all Athens: thou art, indeed, the best ; Thou counterfeit'st most lively.
Enter Timon. Puin. So, so, my lord.
Tim. Thou son, that comfort'st, burn !Tim. Even so, Sir, as I say :-And, for thy Speak, and be hang’d: fiction,
(To the Poet. For each true word, a blister! and each false Why thy verse swells with stuff so fine and Be as a cautrizing to the root o’the tongue, smooth,
Consuming it with speaking ! That thou art even natural in thine art.
1 Sen. Worthy TimonBut, for all this, my honest-natur'd friends, Tim. Of none but such as you, and you of I must needs say, you have a little fault:
Timon. Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish 2 Sen. The senators of Athens greet thee, Ti. You take much pains to mend.
II, Both. Beseech your honour,
Tim. I thank them; and would send them To make it known to us.
back the plague, Tim. You'll take it ill.
Could I but catch it for them, Both. Most thankfully, my lord.
1 Sen. O, forget Tim. Will you, indeed?
What we are sorry for ourselves in thee. Both. Doubt it not, worthy lord.
The senators, with one consent of love, Tim. There's ne'er a one of you but trusts a Entreat thee back to Athens; who have That mightily deceives you.
thought Both. Do we, my lord ?
On special dignities, which vacant lie Tim. Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dis- For thy best use and wearing. semble,
2 Sen. They confess, Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him, Toward thee, forgetfulness too general, gross: Keep in your bosom: yet remain assur’d, Which now the public body,- which doth selThat he's a made-up villain.t
Play the recanter,-feeling in itself [dom Pain. I know none such, my lord.
A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal Poet. Nor I.
Of its own fall, restraining aid to Timon; Tim. Look you, I love you well; I'll give | And send forth us, to make their sorrowed you gold,
renderet Rid me these villains from your companies: Together with a recompense more fruitful Hang them, or stab them, drown them in a Than their offence can weigh down by the draught,
[wealth, Confound them by some course, and come to Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and I'll give you gold enough.
[me, As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were Both. Name them, my lord, let's know them.
theirs, Tim. You that way, and you this, but two in And write in thee the figures of their love, company:
Ever to read them thine. Each man apart, all single and alone,
Tim. You witch me in it; Yet an arch-villain keeps him company. Surprise me to the very brink of tears : If, where thou art, two villains shall not be. Lend me a fool's heart, and a woman's eyes,
[To the Painter. And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy sena. Come not near him.-If thou would'st not re
(To the Poer. 1 Sen. Therefore, so please thee to return But where one villain is, then him abandon.Hence! pack! there's gold, ye came for gold, And of our Athens (thine, and ours,) to take ye slaves:
(Hence! The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks, You have done work for me, there's payment: Allow'dt with absolute power, and thy good You are an alchymist, make gold of ihat:Out, rascal dogs!
Live with authority:-50 soon we shall drive (Exit, beating and driving them out. Of Alcibiades the approaches wild; (back
Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up
His country's peace.
i Sen. Therefore, Timon,-. That nothing but himself, which looks like
Tim. Well, Sir, I will; therefore, I will, Is friendly with him.
Sir; Thus, 1 Sen. Bring us to his cave:
If Alcibiades kill my countrymen, It is our part, and promise to the Athenians,
Let Alcibiades know this of Timon, (Athens, To speak with Timon.
That-Timon cares not. But if he sack fair 2 Sen. At all times alike
And take our goodly aged men by the beards, Men are not still the same: 'Twas time, and Giving our holy virgins to the stain griefs,
Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war; That fram'd him thus: time, with his fairer Then, let him know,-and tell him, Timon Offering the fortunes of his former days,
speaks it, The former man may make him: Bring us to I cannot chuse but tell him, that~1 care not,
In pity of our aged, and our youth, Ard chance it as it may.
[him, * A portrait was so called.
* With one united vojec of affection. + A complete, a finished villain,
In a jakes. + Coufession. Licenscd, uncontrolled.
And let him tak’t at worst; for their knives SCENE III.-The Walls of Athens.
care not, While you have throats to answer: for myself,
Enter tico SENATORS, and a MESSENGER. There's not a whittle* in the unruly camp,
1 Sen. Thou hast painfully discover'd; are But I do prize it at my love, before [you
his files The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I leave As full as thy report? To the protection of the prosperous gods,t
Mess. I have spoke the least : As thieves to keepers.
Besides, his expedition promises Flav. Stay not, all's in vain.
Present approach. Tim. Why, I was writing of my epitaph,
2 Sen. We stand much hazard, if they bring It will be seen to-morrow; My long sickness
not Timon. Of health, and living, now begins to mend,
Mess. I met a courier, one mine ancient And nothing brings me all things. Go, live
(pos'd, Be Alcibiades your plague, you his, (still; Whom, though in general part we were opAnd last so long enough!
Yet our old love made a particular force, 1 Sen. We speak in vain.
And made us speak like friends :-this man Tim. But yet I love my country; and am not was riding One that rejoices in the common wreck,
From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, As common bruitę doth put it.
With letters of entreaty, which imported 1 Sen. That's well spoke.
His fellowship i'the cause against your city, Tim. Commend me to my loving country. In part for his sake mor’d.
men,1 Sen. These words become your lips as they
Enter SENATORS from TIMON. pass through them.
1 Sen. Here come our brothers. 2 Sen. And enter in our ears like great tri. 2 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him ex. umphers
(ing In their applauding gates.
The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scour. Tim. Commend me to them;
Doth choke the air with dust: in and prepare; And tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Ours is the fall, I fear, our foes, the spare. Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches,
[Ereint. losses, Their pangs of love, with other incident throes
SCENE IV.-The Woods.-Timon's Care, That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain
and a Tomb-stone seen. In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kind- Enter a SOLDIER, seeking Timox.
dess do them: I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades'
Sol. By all description this should be the wrath.
place. 2 Sen. I like this well, he will return again.
Who's here? speak, ho!-No answer?-What
is this? Tim. I have a tree, which grows herejnimy Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span:
close, That mine own use invites me to cut down,
Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a And shortly must I fell it; Tell my friends,
Dead, sure; and this his grave.- (man. Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree,||
What's on this tomb I cannot read; the chaFrom high to low throughout, that whoso | Our captain bath in every figure skill;
I'll take with wax.
(racter please To stop affliction, let him take his haste,
An ag'd interpreter, though young in days: Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe,
Before proud Athens he's set down by this, And bang himself :-I pray you, do my greet.
Whose fall the mark of his ambition is. (Erit. ing. Fluv. Trouble him no further, thus you still
SCENE V.–Before the Walls of Athens. shall find him.
Trumpets sound. Enter ALCIBIADES, and Tim. Come not to me again : but say to
Alcib. Sound to this coward and lascivious Upon the beached'verge of the salt flood;
town Which once a day with his embossed froth
Our terrible approach. (A Parley sounded. The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come,
Enter SENATORS on the Walls. And let my grave-stone be your oracle, Lips, let sour words go by, and language end : Till now you have gone on, and fill'd the tinie What is amiss, plague and infection mend ! With all licentious measure, making your wills Graves only be men's works; and death, their The scope of justice ; till now, myself, and gain!
such Sun, bide thy beams! Timon hath done his As slept within the shadow of your power, reign.
[Exit Timon. Have wander'd with our travers'd arms,* and I Sen. His discontents are unremoveably
breath'd Coupled to nature.
Our sufferance vainly: Now the time is flush, 2 Sen. Our hope in him is dead: let us return, When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong, And strain what other means is left unto us Cries, of itself, No more: now breathless wrong, In our dear** peril.
Shall'sit and pant in your great chairs of ease; 3 Sen. It requires swift foot. [Exeunt. And pursy insolence shall break his wind,
With fear and borrid flight. * A clasp knife.
1 Sen. Noble and young, + 1. e. The gods who are the authors of the prosperity of When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit, Inankind. 1 He means the disease of life begins to promise me a
Ere thou hadst power, or we had cause of fear, period. Report, rumour.
We sent to thee; to give thy rages balm, Il Methodically, from highest to lowest. 9 Swollen froth. ** Dreadful,
# Arms across.