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Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone !-
Art thou proud get?
I, that I was
Tim. I, that I am one now;
[Eating a root. Apem.
Here; I will mend thy feast.
[Offering him something. Tim. First mend my company, take away thyself. 4pem. So I shall mevd mine own, by the lack of
thine. Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd; If not, I would it were. Apem. What would'st thou have to Athens?
Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou wilt, Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have.
Apem. Here is no use for gold.
The best, and truest: For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm.
Apem. Where ly'st o’nights, Timon ?
Under that's above me. Where feed'st thou o'days, Apemantus?
Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, where I eat it.
Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew my mind!
Apem. Where would'st thou send it?
Apem. The middle of humanity thou never knew. est, but the extremity of both ends: When thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much curiosity*; in thy rags thou knowest none,
• For too much finical delicacy.
but art despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for thee, eat it.
Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.
Apem. Au thou hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou should'st bave loved thyself better now. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was beloved after his means?
Tim. Who, without those means thou talkest of, didst thou ever know beloved ?
Tim. I understand thee; thou hadst some means to keep a dog.
Apem. What things in the world canst thou near. est compare to thy Aatterers ?
Tim. Women nearest; but men, men are the things themselves. What would'st thou do with the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power?
Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men.
Tim. Would'st thou have thyself fall in the con. fusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts?
Apem. Ay, Timon.
Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant thee to attain to! If thou wert the lion, the fox would beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the fox would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the lion would suspect thee, when, peradventure, thou wert accused by the ass: if thou wert the ass, thy dulness would torment thee: and still thou livedst but as a breakfast to the wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy greediness would afflict thee, and oft thou shouldst hazard thy life for thy dinner: wert thou the unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee, and make thine own self the conquest of thy fury: wert thou a bear, thou would'st be killed by the horse ; wert thou a horse, thou would'st be seized by the leopard ; wert thou a leopard, thou wert german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred were jurors on thy life: all thy safety were remotiou*; and thy defence, absence. What beast could'st thou be, that were not subject to a beast? and what a beast art thou already, that seest not thy loss in transformation ?
Apem. If thou could'st please me with speaking to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here: The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts,
Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that thou art out of the city?
Apem. Yonder comes a poet and a painter: The plague of company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it, and give way: When I know not what else to do, I'll see thee again.
Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog, than Apemantus. Apem. Thou art the cap + of all the fools alive. Tim. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon. Apem. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to
curse. Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are pure. Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou speak'st.
Tim. If I name thee.
Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog!
'Would thou would'st burst! Tim.
Away, Thou tedious rogue! I am sorry, I shall lose A stone by thee!
[Throws a stone at him. Apem.
* Remoteness, the being placed at a distance from he lion. † The top, the principal.
Slave! Apem. .
Rogue, rogue, rogue! [Apemanlus retreats backward, as going. I am sick of this false world; and will love nought But even the mere necessities upon it. Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph, That death in me at others' lives may laugh. O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce
(Looking on the gold.
'Would 'twere so ;
Throng'd to? Apem.
Ay. Tim. Thy back, I pr’ythee. Apem. .
Live, and love thy misery ! Tim. Long live so, and so die!—I am quit.
[Exit Apemantus. More things like men?-Eat, Timon, and abhor them.
Enter Thieves. 1 Thief. Where should he have this gold ? It is some poor fragment, some slender ort of his re
• For touchstone,
mainder: The mere want of gold, and the fallingfrom of his friends, drove him into this melancholy. - 2 Thief. It is noised, he hath a mass of treasure.
3 Thief. Let us make the assay upon him; if he care not for't, he will supply us easily; If he covetously reserve it, how shall's get it?
2 Thief. True ; for he bears it not about him, 'tis hid.
1 Thief. Is not this he? Thieves. Where? 2 Thief. 'Tis his description. 3 Thief. He; I know him. Thieves. Save thee, Timon. Tim. Now, thieves. Thieves. Soldiers, pot thieves. Tim. Both too; and women's sons. Thieves. We are not thieves, but men that much
do want. Tim. Your greatest want is, you want much of
meat. Why should you want? Behold, the earth hath roots; Within this mile break forth a hundred springs : The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips ; The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush Lays her full mess before you. Want? why want? 1 Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries,
water, As beasts, and birds, and fishes. Tim. Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, and
fishes; You must eat men.
Yet thanks I must you con, That you are thieves profess'd; that you work not In holier shapes: for there is boundless theft In limited* professions. Rascal thieves, Here's gold: Go, suck the subtle blood of the grape, Till the high fever seeth your blood to froth, And so 'scape hanging : trust not the physician ; His antidotes are poison, and he slays
• For legal.