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Mer. No, my good lord; he speaks the common Serv. 'Tis Alcibiades, and
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Some twenty horse, all of companionship.
Which all men speak with him.

Tim. Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us!
Tim. Look, who comes here! Will you be chid ?

(Eseunt some Attendants. Enter APEMANTUS.

You must needs dine with me:- go not you hence, Jaw. We will bear, with your lordship.

Till I have thank'd you; and, when dinner's done, Mer. He'll spare none.

Show me this piece I am joyful of your sights.--
Tim. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus !

Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company.
Apem. Till I be gentle, stay for thy good morrow; Most welcome, sir!

[They salute.
When thou art Timon's dog, and these kuaves honcst. Apem. So, so; there! -
Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves ? tbou know'st Aches contract and starve your supple joints !
them not.

That there should be small love’mongst these sweet Apem. Are they not Athenians ?

knaves, Tim. Yes.

And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred out
Apen. Then I repent not,

Into baboon and monkey.
Jew. You know me, Apemantas!

Alcib. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, and I feed
Apem. Thou knowest, I do ; I call thee by thy name. Most hungrily on your sight.
Tim. Thou art proud, Apemantus !

Tim. Right welcome, sir !
dpem. Of nothing so much, as that I am not like Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time
Timon.

In dilferent pleasures. Pray you, let us in !
Tim. Whither art going?

(Exeunt all but Apemantus. Apem. To knock out an honest Athenian's brains.

Enter two Lords.
Tim. That's a deed thou’lt die for.

1 Lord. What time a day is’t, Apemantus ?
Apem. Right, if doing nothing be death by the law. Apem. Time to be honest.
Tim. How likest thou this picture, Apemantus ? 1 Lord. That time serves still.
Apem. The best, for the innocence.

Apem. The most accursed thou, that still omit'st it.
Tim. Wrought he not well, that painted it? 2 Lord. Thou art going to lord Timon's feast.
Apem. He wrought better, that made the painter, spem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine heat
and
yet he's but a filthy piece of work.

fools. Pain. You are a dog.

2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well! Apem. Thy mother's of my generation; what's Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me farewell twice. she, if I be a dog?

2 Lord. Why, Apemuntus? Tim. Wilt dine with me, Apemantas?

Apem. Should'st have kept one to thyself, for I Apem. No; I eat not lords.

mean to give thee none. Tim. An thou should'st, thou’dst anger ladies. 1 Lord. Hang thyself! Apem. O, they eat lords; so they come by great Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding ; make bellies.

thy rejuests to thy friend. Tim. That's a lascivious apprehension.

2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee Apem. So thou apprehend'st it: tako it for thy hence ! labour.

Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the ass, Tim. How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus ?

[Exit. 4pem. Not so well as plain-dealing, which will 1 Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall Dot cost a man a doit.

we in,
Tim. What dost thou think 'tis worth?

And taste Lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes
Apem. Not worth my thinking, How now, poet? | The very heart of kindness.
Poet. How now, philosopher ?

2 Lord. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold, Apem. Thon liest.

Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays
Poet. Art not one?

Sevenfold above itself: no gift to him,
Apem. Yes.

But breeds the giver a return exceeding
Poes. Then I lie not.

All use of quittance.
Apem. Art not a poet ?

1 Lord. The noblest mind he carries,
Poet. Yes.

That ever govern'd man. Apem. Thenthou liest: look in thy last work, where 2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes ! Shall we in? thou hast feigned him a worthy fellow.

1 Lord. I'll keep you company.

Eveunt. Poet. That's not feign’d, he is so. Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee SCENE II. The same. A room of state in T:for thy labour. He, that loves to be flattered, is

Mox's house. worthy o'the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord ! Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet Tim. What would'st do 'then, Apemantus ? served in; Flavius and others attending: ihen Apem. Even as Apemantus does now, hate a lord enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, Lucius, Lucullus, SEXwith my heart.

PRONTUS, and other Athenian Senators, with VerTim. What, thyself?

TIDIUS, and Attendants. Then comes, dropping Apem. Ay.

after all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly. Tim. Wherefore?

Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleas’d the Apem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord. gods remember Art not thou a merchant ?

My father's age, and call him to long peace. Mer. Ay, Apemantus.

He is gone happy, and has left me rich: Apem. Traflick confound thee, if the gods will not! Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound Mer. If traffick do it, the gods do it.

To your free heart, I do return those talents, 4pem. Traffick's thy god, and thy god confound Doubled, with thanks, and service, from whose help thee!

I deriv'd liberty.
Trumpets sound. Enter a Servant.

Tim. O, by no means,
Tim. What trumpet's that?

Honest Ventidius; you mistake my love;

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Tim, Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field Can truly say, he gives, if he receives :

No If our betters play at that game, we must not dare Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my lord!

Is To imitate them; faults, that are rich, are fair, Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies,

W Ven. A noble spirit! than a dinner of friends.

Me [They all stand ceremoniously looking on Alcib. So they were bleeding-new, my lord, there's

TA Timon. no meat like them; I could wish my best friend at

T Tim. Nay, my lords, ceremony

such a feast. Was but devis'd at first, to set a gloss Apem. 'Would all those flatterers were thine ene

lo On faint deeds, hollow welcomes, mies then; that then thou might'st kill 'em, and bid

T Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown ;

me to 'em. But where there is true friendship, there needs none. 1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my lord,

Set Pray, sit! more welcome are ye to my fortunes, that you would once use our hearts, whereby we Than my fortunes to me. [They sit. might express some part of our zeals, we should think

Yo 1 Lord. My lord, we always have confess'd it. ourselves for ever perfect.

Au Apem.llo, ho, confess'd it !'hang'd it, have you not? Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods

la Tim. 0, Apemantus! - you are welcome! themselves have provided that I shall have much help

1 Apem. No,

from you. How had you been my frienus else? why You shall not make me welcome:

have you that charitable title from thousands, did I come to have thee thrust me out of doors.

1 you not chiefly belong to my heart? I have told more Tim. Fye, thou art a churl; you have got a humour of you to myself, than you can with modesty špeat there

in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O Does not become a man; 'tis much to blame: you gods, think I, what need we have any friends, if They say, my lords, that ira furor brevis est, we should never have need of them? they were the But yond' man's ever angry..

most needless, creatures living, should we ne'er bare Go, let him have a table by himself;

use for them; and would most resemble sweetio For he does neither affect company,

struments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds Nor is he fit for it, indeed.

to themselves. Why, I have often wished myself poopApem. Let me stay at thine own peril, Timon; er, that I might come nearer to you. We are born I come to observe; I give thee warning on’t. to do benefits: and what better or properer can we

Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an Athe-call our own, than the riches of our friends? 0,what nian;therefore welceme! I myself would have no pow- a precious comfort'tis, to have so many, like brothers, er: pr’ythee, let my meat make thee silent.

commanding one another's fortunes! O joy, e'en made Apem. I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I away ere it can be born! Mine eyes cannot hold ont should

water,methinks: to forget their faults, I drink to yog. Ne'er flatter thee.- you gods! what a number Apem. Thon weep'st to make them drink, Timon! Of men eat Timon, and he sees them not!

2 Lord. Joy had the like conception in our eyes, It grieves me, to see so many dip their meat And, at that instant, like a babe sprung up. In one man's blood; and all the madness is,

Apem. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a bastard. He cheers them up too.

3 Lord, I promise you, my lord, you mov'd me mach I wonder, man dare trust themselves with men:

Apem. Much!

(Tucket sounded. Methinks, they should invite them without knives ; Tim. What means that trump? --How now? Good for their ineat, and safer for their lives.

Enter a Servant.
There's much example for't; the fellow, that Sery. Please you, my lord, there are certain ladies
Sits next him now, parts bread with him, and pledges most desirous of admittance.
The breath of him in a divided draught,

Tim. Ladies? What are their wills?
Is the readiest man to kill him : it has been prov’d. Serv. There comes with them a forerunner

, my lord. If I

which bears that office, to signify their pleasures,
Were a huge man, I should fear to drink at meals; Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.
Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes:

Enter Cupid.
Great men should drink with harness on their throats. Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon ;-- and to all
Tim. My lord, in heart; and let the health go round. That of his bounties taste! --The five best sensen
2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord ! Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely
Apem. Flow this way!

To gratulate thy plenteous bosom. The ear,
A brave fellow! he keeps his tides well. Timon, Taste, touch, smell, all pleas'd from thy table rise i
Those healths will make tliee, and thy state, look ill. They only now come but to feast thine eyes.
Here's that, which is too weak to be a sinner, Tim. They are welcome all! let them have kid
Honest water, which ne'er left man i'the mire

admittance:
This, and my food, are equals; there's no odds. Music, make their welcome!
Feasts are too prond to give thanks to the gods. I Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are belord.

APEMANTUS's Grace.
Immortal gods, I crave no pelf:

Music. Re-enter Cupid, with a masque of Ladies

as Amazons, with lutes in their hands,
I pray for no man, but myself:

and playing.
Grant I may never prove so fond,
To trust man on his oath or bond;

Apem. Hey day, what a sweep of vanity comes this
Or a harlot, for her weeping;

They dance! they are mad women.
Or a dog, that seems a sleeping; Like madness is the glory of this life,
Or a keeper, with my freedom;

As this pomp shows to a little oil, and roof.
Or my friends, if I should need em.

We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves; Amen. So fall to't:

And spend our flatteries, to drink those men,
Rich men sin, and I eat root.

Upon whose age we void it up again,
Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantas!

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Not one spurn to their graves of their friends' gift? For every word; he is so kind, that he now
I should fear, those, that dance before me now, Pays interest for't; his lands put to their books.
Would one day stamp upon me. It has been done; Well, 'would I were gently put out of office,
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Before I were forc'd out!
The Lords rise from table, with much adoring of Happier is he, that has no friend to feed,
Timox; and, to show their loves, each singles out Than such as do even enemies exceed.
an Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a I bleed inwardly for my lord.

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lofty strain or two to the hautboys, and cease. Tim. You do yourselves
Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, fair Much wrong, you bate too much of your own
ladies,

merits:
Set a fair fashion on our entertainment,

Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.
Which was not half so beautiful and kind;

2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will reYou have added worth unto't, and lively lustre,

ceive it. Aud entertain'd me with mine own device;

3 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty! I am to thavk you for't.

Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave 1 Ludy. My lord, you take us even at the best, Good words the other day of a bay courser Apem. Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would not I rode on: it is yours, because you lik'd it. hold tahing, I doubt me.

2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that. Tim. Ladics, there is an idle banquet

Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know,
Attends you : please you to dispose yourselves.
All Lad. Most thankfully, my lord!

Can justly praise, but what he does affect :
[Exeunt Cupid and Ladies. I weigh my friend's affection with mine own;
Tim. Flavius,

I'll tell you true. I'll call on you.
Flav. My lord.

All Lords. None so welcome.
Tim. The little casket bring me hither.

Tim. I take all and your several visitations
Flar. Yes, my lord. — More jewels yet!

So kind to heart, 'tis not enouglı to give;
There is no crossing him in his humour; [ Aside. Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,
Ilse I should tell hiin, - Well, -i'faith, I should, And ne'er be weary: -- Alcibiades,
When all's spent, he'd be cross'd then, an he could. Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich,
”Tis pity, bounty had not eyes behind ;

it comes in charity to thee; for all thy living That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind. Is 'mongst the dead; and all the lands thou hast

(Exit, und returns with the casket. Lie in a pitch'd field.
1 Lord. Where be our men ?

Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord !
Serv. Here, my lord, in readiness.

i Lord. We are so virtuously bound,
2 Lord. Our horses.

Tim. And so
Tim. O my friends, I have one word

Am I to yoll.
To say to you:

look you, my good lord, I must 2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd, Entreat you, honour me so much, as to

Trin. All to you. - Lights, more lights ! Advance this jewel;

1 Lord. The best of happiness, Accept, and wear it, king my lord !

Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord Timon ! 1 Lord. I am so far already in your gifts, – Tim. Ready for his fricods. All. So are we all.

(Exeunt Alcibiades, Lords, etc. Enter a Servant.

Apem. What a coil's here!
Serv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate Serving of becks, and jutting out of bums!
Newly alighted, and come to visit you.

I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums,
Tim. They are fairly welcome.

That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs : Flav. I beseech your honour,

Methinks, false heurts should never have sound legs. Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near. Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.

Tim. Near? why then another time I'll hear thee: Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I pr'ythee, let us be provided

I'd be good to thee. To show them entertainment,

Apem. No, I'll nothing: for, Flav. I scarce know how.

[Aside. If I should be brib'd too, there would be none left Enter another Servant.

To rail upon thee; and then thou would'st siu the 2 Serv. May it please your honour, the lord Lucius, faster. Out of his free love, hath presented to you Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver.

Wilt give away thyself in paper shortly:
Tim. I shall accept them fairly; let the presents What need these feasts, pomps, and vain glories?
Enter a third Servant.

Tt. Nay,
Be worthily entertain’d.-How now, what news? An you begin to rail on society once,

3 Serv. Please you, my lord, that honourable gen- I am sworn, not to give regard to yon.
tleman, lord Lucullus, entreats your company to- Farewell, and come with better music! [Exit.
morrow to hunt with him ; and has sent your honour Apem. So;
two brace of greyhounds.

Thou'lt not hear me now,

thou shalt not then,Tim. I'll hunt with him; and let them be receiv'd, I'll lock Not without fair reward.

Thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears should be Flav. [ Aside.) What will this come to ?

To counsel deal, but not to flattery!

(Exit. He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, And all out of an empty coiler. Nor will be know his porse; or yield me this,

A CT II. To show him what a beggar his heart is,

SCENE 1.- The same. A room in a Senator's house. Being of no power to make his wishes good;

Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand. His promises fly so beyond his state,

Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to That what he speaks is all debt, he owes

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tho Of raging waste? I cannot hold; it will not. Tim. Mine honest friend,

cibe If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog, I pr’ythee, but repair to me next morning.

die And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold: Caph. Nay, good my lord,

Pc If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more Tim. Contain thyself, good friend !

fan Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon,

Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, my good lord, Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,

Isid. Serv. From Isidore; And able horses ! No porter at his gate;

He humbly prays your speedy payment, But rather one that smiles, and still invites

Caph. If you did kuow, my lord, my master's FC All that pass by. It cannot hold; no reason

wants,

A Can found his state in safety. --- Caphis, ho! Var. Serv. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six

thi Caphis, I say!

weeks,
Enter Capris.
Caph. Here, sir. What is your pleasure? Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my lord ;
Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord And I am sent expressly to your lordship.
Timon;

Tim. Give me breath :
Impórtune him for my monies; be not ceas'd I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;
With slight denial: nor then silenc'd, when

[Exeunt Alcibiades and Lords. Commend me to your master

I'll wait upon you instantly.--Come hither, pray you; Plays in the right hand thus:--- but tell him, sirrah,

[To Flavius. lor My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd

his Oat of mine own; his days and times are past, With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds, And my reliances on his fracted dates

And the detention of long-since-due debts,
Have smit my credit. I love, and honour him; Against my honour ?
But must not break my back, to heal his finger:

Flav. Please you, gentlemen,
Immediate are my needs; and

my
relief

The time is unagreeable to this business :
Must not be toss'd and turn’d to me in words, Your importunacy cease, till after dinner ;
But find supply immediate. Get you gone! That I may make his, lordship understand
Put on a most importunate aspect,

Wherefore you are not paid. A visage of demand; for, I do fear,

Tim. Do so, my friends: When every feather sticks in his own wing,

See them well entertain'd. Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,

Flav. I pray, draw near! Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone!

Enter APEMANTUS and a Fool. Caph. I go, sir.

Cuph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with ApeSen. I go, sir? —- take the bonds along with you, mantus; let's bave some sport with 'em. And have the dates in compt.

Var. Serv. Hang him, he'll abuse us! Caph. I will, sir,

Isid. Serv. A plague upon him, dog! Sen. Go!

[Exeunt. Var. Serv. How dost, fool?

Apem. Dost dialogue with thy shadow? SCENE II. - The same. A hall in Timon's house. Var. Serv. I speak not to thee.

Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand, Apem. No; 'tis to thyself. -- Come away! Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of expence, That he will neither know how to maintain it, Isid. Serv. (To Var. Serv.] There's the fool hangs Nor cease his flow of riot: takes no account on your back already. How things go from him; nor resumes no care Apem. No, thoa stand'st single, thou art not on Of what is to continue. Never mind Was to be so unwise, to be so kind.

Cuph. Where's the fool now? What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel : Apem. He last asked the question. -- Poor rogues, I must be round with him, now he comes from hant- and usurers' meu! bawds between gold and want! ing.

All Serv. What are we, Apemantus ? Fye, fye, fye, fye!

Apem. Asses. Enter Capuis, and the Servants of Isidore and All Serv. Why? VARRO.

Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do not Caph. Good even, Varro! What,

know yourselves. - Speak to 'em, fool ! You come for money?

Fool. How do you, gentlemen ?
Var. Serv. Is't not your business too?

All Serv. Gramercies, good fool! How does your
Caph. It is; – and yours too, Isidore?

mistress? Isid, Serv. It is so.

Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd!

chickens, as you are. 'Would, we could see you Var. Serv. I fear it.

Corinth.
Caph. Here comes the lord.

Apem. Good! gramercy!
Enter Timon, Alcibiades, and Lords, etc.

Enter Page,
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, Fool. Look you, here comes my mistress'
My Alcibiades. - With me? What's your will ? Page. (To the Fool.] Why, how now, captain? what
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.

do you in this wise company? - How dost thoa, Ape Tim. Dues? Whence are you?

mantus ? Caph. Of Athens here, my lord.

Apem. 'Would I had a rod in

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Tim. Go to my steward.

might answer thee profitably,
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me of Puge. Pr’ythee, Apemantus, read me the superscrip
To the succession of new days this month: tion of these letters; I know not which is which.
My master is awak'd by great occasion,

Apem. Can'st not read?
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Ilow goes our reckoning ? Page. Thon vast whelp'd a dog; and thou shalt Tim. To Lacedaemon did my land extend. famish, a dog's death. Answer frot, I am gone. Fluv. O, my good lord, the world is but a word;

(Exit Page. Were it all yours to give it in a breath, Apem. Even so thou out-run'st grace. Fool, I will How quickly were it gone! go with you to lord Timon's.

Tim. You tell me true. Fool. Will you leave me there?

Flav. If you suspect my husbandry, or falsehood, Apem. If Timon stay at home. - You three serve Call me before the exactest auditors, three nsurers?

And set me on the proof. So the gods bless me, All Serv. Ay; 'ronld they serv'd us !

When all our offices have been oppress’d Apem. So would I, - as good a trick, as ever hang- With riotous feeders; when our vaults have wept man served thief.

With drunken spilth of wine; when every room Fool. Are you three usurers' men ?

Hath blaz’d with lights, and bray'd with minstrelsy; All Serr. Ay, fool.

I have retir'd me to a wasteful cock, Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his ser- And set mine eyes at flow. vant: My mistress is one, and I am her fool. When men Tim. Priythee, no more! come to borrow of your masters, they approach sad- Flav. Heavens, have I said, the bounty of this lord ! ly, and go away merry; but they enter my mistress' How many prodigal bits have slaves, and peasants, house merrrily,and go away sadly: the reason of this? This night englutted! Who is not Timon's ? l'ar. Serv. I could render one.

What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is lord Apem. Do it then, that we may account thee a Timon's? whoremaster, and a knave; which notwithstanding, Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon? thion shalt be no less esteemed.

Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this praise, l'ur. Serv. What is a whoremaster, fool?

The breath is gone whereof this praise is made: Fool. A fool in good clothes, and something like Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of wiater showers, thee. 'Tis a spirit: sometime, it appears like a lord; These flies are couch'd. sometime, like a lawyer; sometime, like a philoso-| Tim. Come, sermon mé no further : pher, with two stones more, than his artificial one: No villainous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart; he is very often like a knight; and, generally, in all Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. shapes, that man goes up and down in, from four- Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack, score to thirteen, this spirit walks in.

To think I shall lack friends ? Secure thy heart; Var. Seru'. Thou art not altogether a fool. If I would broach the vessels of my love, Fool. Nor thou altogether a wise man: as much and try the argument of hearts by borrowing, foolery as I have, so much wit thou lackest. Men, and men's fortunes, could I frankly use, Apem. That answer might have become Apemantus. As I can bid thee speak. All Serv. Aside, aside: here comes lord Timon ! Flav. Assurance bless your thoughts! Re-enter Tumox and Flavius.

Tim. And, in some sort, these wants of mine are Apem. Come with me, fool, come!

crown’d, fool. I do not always follow lover, elder brother, That I account them blessings; for by these and woman; sometime, the philosopher.

Shall I try friends. You shall perceive, how you (Exeunt Apemantus and Fool. Mistake my fortunes ; I am wealthy in my friends. Flav. 'Pray yon, walk near; I'll speak with you Within there, ho! Flaminius! Servilius!

(Exeunt Serv. Enter FLAMINIUS, SERVIlius, and other Servants. Tim. You make me marvel. Wherefore, ere this time, Serv. My lord, my lord, Had yon not fully laid my state before me;

Tim. I will dispatch you severally. - You, to lord That I might so have rated my expence,

Lucius, As I had leave of means ?

To lord Lucullus you; I hunted with his Flav. You would not hear me,

Honour to-day; – You, to Sempronius ; At many leisures I propos’d.

Commend me to their loves; and, I am prond, say, Tim. Go to:

That my occasions have found time to use them Perchance, some single vantages you took, Toward a supply of money: let the request When my indisposition put you back ;

Be fifty talents. And that unaptness made your minister,

Flam. As you have said, my lord. Thus to excuse yourself.

Flav. Lord Lucius, and lord Lucullus ? humph! Flav. O my good lord!

[Aside. At many times I brought in my accounts,

Tim. Go you, sir, [To another Serv.) to the senators, Laid them before you; you wonld throw them off, (of whom, even to the state's best health, I have And say, you found them in mine honesty. Deserv'd this hearing,) bid 'em send o’the instant When, for some triling present, you have bid me A thousand talents to me. Return so much, I have shook my head, and wept; Flav. I have been bold, Yea, 'gaiost the authority of manners, pray'd you (For that I knew it the most general way,) To hold your hand more close: I did endure To them to use your signet, and your name; Not seldom, nor no slight checks, when I have But they do shake their heads, and I am here Prompted you, in the ebb of your estate,

No richer in return. And your great flow of debts. My dear-lov'd lord, Tim. Is't true? can it be? Though you hear pow (too late!) yet now's a time, Flav. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice, The greatest of your having lacks a half

That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot pay your present debts.

Do what they would; are sorry, you are honourable, Tim. Let all my land be sold.

But yet they could have wish'd — they know not, but Flav. 'Tis all engag‘d, some forfeited and gone; Something hath been amiss

-a noble nature

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