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Ser. Yes, sir, I shall.

And does he think so backwardly of me now, Luc. I will look you out a good turn, Servi- That I'll requite it last? No: so it may prove lius.

[Exit Servilius. An argument of laughter to the rest, True, as you said, Timon is shrunk, indeed ; And I amongst the lords be thought a fool. And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed. I had rather than the worth of thrice the sum,

[Exit Lucius. He had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake; 1 Stran. Do you observe this, Hostilius ? I had such a courage to do him good. But now 2 Stran. Ay, too well.

return, 1 Stran. Why this

And with their faint reply this answer join ; Is the world's soul; and just of the same piece Who bates mine honour, shall not know my coin. Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him

(Erit. His friend, that dips in the same dish ? for, in

Serv. Excellent! Your lordship’s a goodly My knowing, Timon has been this lord's father, villain. The devil knew not what he did, when And kept his credit with his purse;

he made man politic; he crossed himself by't: Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money and I cannot think, but, in the end, the villainHas paid his men their wages : He ne'er drinks, ies of man will set him clear. How fairly this But I'imon's silver treads upon his lip: lord strives to appear foul ! takes virtuous copies And yet, (0, see the monstrousness of man, to be wicked ; like those, that, under hot arWhen he looks out in an ungrateful shape !) dent zeal, would set whole realms on fire. Of He does deny him, in respect of his,

such a nature is his politic love. What charitable men afford to beggars. This was my lord's best hope ; now all are fled, 3 Stran. Religion groans at it.

Save the gods only: Now his friends are dead, 1 Stran. For mine own part,

Doors, that were ne'er acquainted with their I never tasted Timon in my life,

wards Nor came any of his bounties over me, Many a bounteous year, must be employ'd To mark me for his friend ; yet, I protest,

Now to guard sure their master. For his right noble mind, illustrious virtue,

And this is all a liberal course allows; And honourable carriage,

Who cannot keep his wealth, must keep his Had his necessity made use of me,


[Erit. I would have put my wealth into donation, And the best half should have return'd to him, SCENE IV.-The same. A hall in Timon's So much I love his heart : But, I perceive,

house. Men must learn now with pity to dispense ; For policy sits above conscience. [Exeunt.

Enter two Servants of VARRO, and the Servant

of Lucius, meeting Titus, HORTENSIUS, and SCENE III.-The same.

other Servants to Timon's creditors, waiting A room in SEMPRONIUS's house.

his coming out.

Var. Serv. Well met; good-morrow, Titus
Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a Servant of Timon's. and Hortensius.
Sem. Must he needs trouble me in't? Humph! Tit. The like to you, kind Varro.
'Bove all others ?

Hor. Lucius?
He might have tried lord Lucius, or Lucullus ; What, do we meet together?
And now Ventidius is wealthy too,

Luc. Serv. Ay, and, I think,
Whom he redeem'd from prison: All these three One business does command us all; for mine
Owe their estates unto him.

Is money Serv. O my lord,

Tit. So is theirs and ours. They have all been touch'd, and found base metal; for

Enter Philotus. They have all denied him.

Luc. Serv. And sir Sem. How ! they have denied him?

Philotus too!
Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him?

Phi. Good-day at once.
And does he send to me? Three ? humph ! Luc. Serv. Welcome, good brother.
It shows but little love or judgment in him. What do you think the hour ?
Must I be his last refuge? His friends, like Phi. Labouring for nine.

Luc. Serv. So much ?
Thrive, give him over ; Must I take the cure Phi. Is not my lord seen yet?

Luc. Serv. Not yet.
He has much disyrac'd me in't; I am angry at him, Phi. I wonder on't ; he was wont to shine at
That might have known my place : I see no
sense for't,

Luc. Serv. Ay, but the days are waxed shortBut his occasions might have woo'd me first;

er with him : For, in my conscience, I was the first man You must consider, that a prodigal course That e'er received gift from him :

Is like the sun's; but not, like his, recoverable.

upon me?


I fear,

i Var. Serv. How! what does his cashier'd 'Tis deepest winter in lord Timon's purse :

worship mutter? That is, one may reach deep enough, and yet 2 Var. Serv. No matter what; he's poor, and Find little.

that’s revenge enough. Who can speak broadPhi. I am of your fear for that.

er than he that has no house to put his head in? Tit. I'll show you how to observe a strange such may rail against great buildings.

event. Your lord sends now for money.

Enter SERVILIUS. Hor. Most true, he does.

Tit. O, here's Servilius: now we shall know Tit. And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift, Some answer. For which I wait for money.

Ser. If I might beseech you, gentlemen, Hor. It is against my heart.

To repair some other hour, I should much Luc. Serv. Mark, how strange it shows, Derive from it: for, take it on my soul, Timon in this should pay more than he owes : My lord leans wond'rously to discontent. And e’en as if your lord should wear rich jewels, His comfortable temper has forsook him ; And send for money for 'em.

He is much out of health, and keeps his chamHor. I am weary of this charge, the gods can ber. witness :

Luc. Serv. Many do keep their chambers, are I know, my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth, not sick: And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth. And, if it be so far beyond his health, i Var. Serv. Yes, mine's three thousand Methinks, he should the sooner pay his debts, crowns: What's your's ?

And make a clear way to the gods. Luc. Serv. Five thousand mine..

Ser. Good gods ! 1 Ver. Serv. 'Tis much deep: and it should T'it. We cannot take this for an answer, sir. seem by the sum,

Flam. [Within.] Servilius, help!--my lord ! Your master's confidence was above mine ;

my lord !Else, surely, his had equall'a.

Enter Timon, in a rage ; Flaminius following. Enter FLAMINIUS.

Tim. What, are my doors oppos’d against my Tit. One of lord Timon's men.

passage ? Luc. Serv. Flaminius ! sir, a word: 'Pray, is Have I been ever free, and must my house my lord ready to come forth?

Be my retentive enemy, my gaol ? Flam. No, indeed, he is not.

The place, which I have feasted, does it now, Tit. We attend his lordship ; 'pray, signify so Like all mankind, show me an iron heart? much.

Luc. Serv. Put in now, Titus. Flam. I need not tell him that; he knows, Tit. My lord, here is my bill. you are too diligent. [Exit Flaminius. Luc. Serv. Here's mine.

Hor. Serv. And mine, my lord.
Enter Flavius in a cloak, muffled.

Both Var. Serv. And ours, my lord.
Luc. Serv. Ha! is not that his steward muf- Phi. All our bills.
fled so?

Tim. Knock me down with 'em : cleave me He goes away in a cloud: call him, call him.

to the girdle. Tit. Do you hear, sir?

Luc. Serv. Alas!

my lord,1 Var. Serv. By your leave, sir, —

Tim. Cut my heart in sums.
Flav. What do you ask of me, my friend? Tit. Mine, fifty talents.
Tit. We wait for certain money here, sir. Tim. Tell out my blood.
Flav. Ay,

Luc. Serv. Five thousand crowns, my lord. If money were as certain as your waiting, T'im. Five thousand drops pays that."Twere sure enough. Why then preferr'd you what yours ?--and yours ? not

i Vár. Serv. My lord, Your sums and bills, when your false masters eat 2 Var. Serv. My lord,Of my lord's meat? Then they could smile, and Tim. Tear me, take me, and the gods fall fawn

on you!

[Erit. Upon his debts, and take down th' interest Hor. ’Faith, I perceive our masters may throw Into their gluttonous maws. You do yourselves their caps at their money; these debts may well but wrong,

be called desperate ones; for a madman owes 'em. To stir me up; let me pass quietly :

[Exeunt. Believe't, my lord and I have made an end; I have no more to reckon, he to spend.

Re-enter Timon and FLAVIUS. Luc. Serv. Ay, but this answer will not serve. Tim. They have e'en put my breath from me, Flav. If 'twill not,

the slaves : "Tis not so base as you ; for you serve knaves. Creditors !-devils.

[Exit. Flav. My dear lord,

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Tim. What if it should be so ?

Alcib. My lord, Flav. My lord, —

1 Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear; Tim. I'll have it so :-My steward!

To revenge is no valour, but to bear. Flav. Here, my lord.

Alcib. My lords, then, under favour, pardon me, Tim. So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again, If I speak like a captain-, Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius; all : Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, I'll once more feast the rascals.

And not endure all threatenings ? sleep upon it, Flav. O my lord,

And let the foes quietly cut their throats You only speak from your distracted soul; Without repugnancy? but if there be There is not so much left, to furnish out Such valour in the bearing, what make we A moderate table.

Abroad ? why then, women are more valiant, Tim. Be't not in thy care; go,

That stay at home, if bearing carry it ; I charge thee ; invite them all: let in the tide And th' ass, more captain than the lion; the Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide. felon,

[Exeunt. Loaden with irons, wiser than the judge,

If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords, SCENE V.-The same. The Senate-house. As you are great, be pitifully good :

Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood ? The Senate sitting. Enter ALCIBIADES,

To kill, I grant, is sin’s extremest gust; attended.

But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just. i Sen. My lord, you have my voice to't; the To be in anger, is impiety; fault's

But who is man, that is not angry? Bloody; 'tis necessary he should die:

Weigh but the crime with this. Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy, 2 Sen. You breathe in vain.

2 Sen. Most true; the law shall bruise him. Alcib. In vain? his service done Alcib. Honour, health, and compassion to the As Lacedæmon, and Byzantium, senate !

Were a sufficient briber for his life. 1 Sen. Now, captain ?

1 Sen. What's that? Alcib. I am an humble suitor to your virtues ; Alcib. Why, I say, my lords, h’as done fair serFor pity is the virtue of the law,

vice, And none but tyrants use it cruelly.

And slain in fight many of your enemies : It pleases time, and fortune, to lie heavy How full of valour did he bear himself Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood, In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds? Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth 2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with 'em, To those that, without heed, do plunge into it.

he He is a man, setting his fate aside,

Is a sworn rioter: h'as a sin that often
Of comely virtues :

Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner :
Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice; If there were no foes, that were enough alone
(An honour in him, which buys out his fault) To overcome him: in that beastly fury
But, with a noble fury, and fair spirit,

He has been known to commit outrages,
Seeing his reputation touch'd to death,

And cherish factions : 'Tis inferr'd to us, He did oppose his foe :

His days are foul, and his drink dangerous. And with such sober and unnoted passion

1 Sen. He dies. He did behave his anger, ere 'twas spent,

Alcib. Hard fate ! he might have died in war. As if he had but prov'd an argument.

My lords, if not for any parts in him, 1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox, (Though his right arm might purchase his own Striving to make an ugly deed look fair :

time, Your words have took such pains, as if they la- And be in debt io none,) yet, more to move you, bour'd



deserts to his, and join them both : To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrel. And, for I know, your reverend ages love ling

Security, I'll pawn my victories, all Upon the head of valour; which, indeed, My honour to you, upon his good returns. Is valour misbegot, and came into the world If by this crime he owes the law his life, When sects and factions were newly born : Why, let the war receive't in valiant gore; He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer For law is strict, and war is nothing more. The worst that man can breathe; and make his 1 Sen. We are for law, he dies; urge it no wrongs

more, His outsides ; wear them like his raiment, care- On height of our displeasure: Friend, or brolessly;

ther, And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, He forfeits his own blood, that spills another. To bring it into danger.

Alcib. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,

I do beseech you, kuow ine. What folly 'tis, to hazard life for ill?

2 Sen. How?


Alcib. Call me to your remembrances.

1 Lord. A thousand pieces. 3 Sen. What?

2 Lord. A thousand pieces ! Alcib. I cannot think, but your age has for- 1 Lord. What of you? got me;

2 Lord. He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes. It could not else be, I should prove so base, To sue, and be denied such common grace :

Enter Timon and Attendants. My wounds ache at you.

Tim. With all my heart, gentlemen both :í Sen. Do you dare our anger?

And how fare you? 'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect :

1 Lord. Ever at the best, hearing well of your We banish thee for ever.

lordship Alcib. Banish me?

2 Lord. The swallow follows not summer Banish your dotage ; banish usury,

more willing, than we your lordship. That makes the senate ugly;

Tim. [Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves win1 Sen. If, after two days' shine, Athens. con- ter ; such summer-birds are men. ---Gentlemen, tain thee,

our dinner will not recompense this long stay : Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to feast your ears with the music awhile ; if they swell our spirit,

will fare so harshly on the trumpet's sound: we He shall be executed presently.

shall to't presently.

(Ereunt Senators. i Lord. I hope, it remains not unkindly with Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough; your lordship, that I returned you an empty that you may live

inessenger. Only in bone, that none may look on you ! Tim. 0, sir, let it not trouble you. I am worse than mad: I have kept back their foes, 2 Lord. My noble lord,While they have told their money, and let out Tim. Ah, my good friend! what cheer? Their coin upon large interest ; I myself

[The banquet brought in. Rich only in large hurts ;-All those, for this? 2 Lord. My most honourable lord, I am e'en Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate sick of shame, that, when your lordship this Pours into captains' wounds ? ha! banishment ? other day sent to me, I was so unfortunate a It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish’d; It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,

Tim. Think not on't, sir. That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up 2 Lord. If you had sent but two hours beMy discontented troops, and lay for hearts. fore, 'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds; Tim. Let it not cumber your better rememSoldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods. brance.-Come, bring in all together.

Erit. 2 Lord. All covered dishes !

1 Lord. Royal cheer, I warrant you. SCENE VI.-A magnificent room in Timon's 3 Lord. Doubt not that, if money, and the house.

season can yield it. Music. Tables set out : Servants attending.

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

3 Lord. Alcibiades is banished : Hear you of it? Enter divers Lords, at several doors.

1 & 2 Lord. Alcibiades banished ! 1 Lord. The good time of day to you, sir. 3 Lord. 'Tis so, be sure of it.

2 Lord. I also wish it to you. I think, this 1 Lord. How? how? honourable lord did but try us this other day. 2 Lord. I pray you, upon what?

1 Lord. Upon that were my thoughts tiring, Tim. My worthy friends, will you draw near? when we encountered : I hope, it is not so low 3 Lord. "I'll tell you more anon. Here's a with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his noble feast toward. several friends.

2 Lord. This is the old man still. 2 Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion 3 Lord. Will't hold ? will't hold ? of his new feasting.

2 Lord. It does : but time will--and som 1 Lord. I should think so : He hath sent me 3 Lord. I do conceive. an earnest inviting, which many my near occa- Tim. Each man to his stool, with that spur as sions did urge ine to put off ; but he hath con- he would to the lip of his mistress : your diet jured me beyond them, and I must needs ap- shall be in all places alike. Make not a city pear.

feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree 2 Lord. In like manner was I in debt to my upon the first place : Sit, sit. The gods require importunate business, but he would not hear

our thanks. my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was out.

You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with I'Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I un- | thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourderstand how all things go.

selves praised : but reserve still to give, lest your 2 Lord. Every man here's so. What would | deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, thirt he have borrowed of you?

one need not lend to another : for, were your godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the gods. Crust you quite o'er !-What, dost thou go? Make the meat be beloved, more than the man Soft, take thy physic first,—thou too,--and that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be with- thou :out a score of villains : If there sit twelve women

[Throws the dishes at them, and drives at the table, let a dozen of them be-as they are.

them out. The rest of your fees, O gods,--the senators of Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.Athens, together with the common lag of people, What, all in motion ? Henceforth be no feast, what is amiss in them, you gods, make suitable Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. for destruction. For these my present friends,- Burn house ; sink Athens ! henceforth hated be as they are to me nothing, so in nothing bless Of Timon, man, and all humanity! [Erit. them, and to nothing they are welcome.

Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords and Uncover, dogs, and lap.

Senators. [The dishes uncovered are full of warm water. 1 Lord. How now, my lords ? Some speak. What does his lordship mean? 2 Lord. Know you the quality of lord TiSome other. I know not.

mon's fury? Tim. May you a better feast never behold, 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap? You knot of mouth-friends! smoke, and luke- 4 Lord. I have lost my gown. warm water

3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but Is your perfection. This is Timon's last ; humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries, other day, and now he has beat it out of my Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces hat:-Did you see my jewel?

[Throwing water in their faces. 4 Lord. Did you see my cap? Your reeking villainy. Live loath'd, and long, 2 Lord. Here 'tis. Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites,

4 Lord. Here lies my gown. Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, 1 Lord. Let's make no stay. You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's 2 Lord. Lord Timon's mad. flies,

3 Lord. I feel't upon my bones. Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks! 4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next Of man, and beast, the infinite malady

day stones.



Degrees, observances, customs, and laws, SCENE I.-Without the walls of Athens. Decline to your confounding contraries,

And yet confusion live - Plagues, incident to Enter Timon.

men, Tim. Let me look back upon thee, O thou wall, Your potent and infectious fevers heap That girdlest in those wolves ! Dive in the earth, On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica, And fence not Athens ! Matrons, turn inconti- Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt nent;

As lamely as their manners ! lust and liberty, Obedience fail in children ! slaves, and fools, Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth ; Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, That’gainst the stream of virtue they may strive, And minister in their steads ! to general filths And drown themselves in riot! itches, blains, Convert o’the instant green virginity!

Sow all the Athenian busoms; and their crop Do't in your parents' eyes ! bankrupts, hold fast; Be general leprosy! breath infect breath ; Rather than render back, out with your knives, That their society, as their friendship, may And cut your trusters' throats ! bound servants, Be merely poison ! Nothing I'll bear from thee, steal !

But nakedness, thou détestable town! Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, Take thou that too, with multiplying banns ! And pill by law ! maid, to thy master's bed; Timon will to the woods; where he shall find Thy mistress is o'the brothel ! son of sixteen, The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind. Pluck'd the lin’d crutch from the old limping sire, The gods confound (hear me, ye good gods all,) With it beat out his brains ! piety, and fear, The Athenians both within and out that wall! Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood, To the whole race of mankind, high, and low! Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades, Amen.



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