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SCENE V. The same. The Senate Honise.

2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with

Is a sworn rioter, h'as a sin that often ['em, he The Senate sitting. Enter Alcibiades, attended. Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner:

1 Sen. My lord, you have my voice to't; the If there were no foes, that were enough alone Bloody ; 'tis necessary he should die: [fault's To overcome him : in that beastly fury Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy, He has been known to commit outrages,

2 Sen. Most true; the law shall bruise him. And cherish factions: "Tis interrd to us, Alcio. Honour, health, and compassion to the His days are foul, and his drink dangerous. senate!

1 Son. He dies. 1 Sa Now, captain ?

Alcib. Hard fate! he might have died in war. Alcib. I am an humble suitor to your virtues; My lords, if not for any parts in him time. For pity is the virtue of the law,

(Though his right arın might purchase his own And none but tyrants use it cruelly.

And be in debt to none), yet, more to move you, It pleases time, and fortune, to lie heavy Take my deserts to his, and join then both : Upon a friend of mine, who in hot blood, And, for I know your reverend ages love Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth Security, I'll pawn my victories, all To those that, without heed, do plunge into it. My honour to you, upon his good returns. He is a man, setting his fate aside,

It' by this crime he owes the law his life, Of comely vírtnes:

Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice For law is strict, and war is nothing more. (An honour in him, which buys out his fault); 1 Sen. We are for law, he dies; urge it no more, But, with a noble fury, and fair spirit, On height of our displeasure: Friend or brother, Seeing his reputation touch'd to death, He forfeits his own blood, that spills another. He did oppose his foe :

Alcib. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, And with such sober and unnoted passion I do beseech you, know me. He did behave his anger, ere 'twas spent,

2 Sen, How? As if he had but prov'id an argument.

Alcib. Call me to your remembrances. 1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox, 3 Sen.

What? Striving to make an ugly deed look fair: Alcib. I cannot think, but your age lias forgot Your words have took such pains, as if they me; labour'd

It could not else be, I should prove so base, To bring manslaughter into form,set quarrelling To sne, and be denied such common grace: Upon the head of valour; which, indeed, My wounds ache at yoil. Is valour misbegot, and came into the world 1 Sen.

Do you dare our anger ? When sects and factions were newly born: 'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect; He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer We banish thee for ever. The worst that man can breathe; and make his Alcib.

Banislı me? wrongs

(lessly; Banish your dotage ; banish usury, His outsides; wear them like his raiment, care- That makes the senate ugly.

(thee, And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, 1 Sen. If, after two days shine, Athens contain To bring it into danger.

Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,

swell our spirit, What fully 'tis to hazard life for ill!

He shall be executed presently. Alcib. My lord,

(Eseunt Senators. 1 Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear; Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough; To revenge is no valour, but to bear. [me, that you may live

Alcib. My lords, then, under favour, pardon Only in bone, that none may look on you! If I speak like a captain.

I am worse than mad: 1 have kept back their foes, Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, While they have told their money, and let out And not endure all threatenings? sleep upon it, Their coin upon large interest; I myself, And let the foes quietly cut their throats, Rich only in large hurts;--All those, for this? Without repugnancy? but if there be

Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate Such valour in the bearing, what make we Pours into captains' wounds ? ha! banishment? Abroad? why then, women, are more valiant, It comes not ill; I hate not to be banishd; That stay at home, if bearing carry it; It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury, And th'ass more captain than the lion; the felon, That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up Loaden with irons, wiser than the judge, My discontented troops, and lay for hearts. If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords, 'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds; As you are great, be pitifully good:

Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods. Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood ?

[Edit. To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;

SCENE VI.
But, in defence, by merey, 'tis most jusi.
To be in anger is impiety;

A magnificent Room in Timon's House. But who is man, that is not angry?

Musick. Tables set out ; Servants attending. Enter Weigh but the crime with this.

divers Lords, at several doors. 2 Sen. You breathe in vain.

1 Lord. The good time of day to yon, sir. Alcib.

In vain! his service done 2 Lord, I also wish it to you. I think, this At Lacedæmon, and Byzantium,

honourable lord did but try us this other day. Were a sufficient briber for his life.

1 Lord. Upon that were my thoughts tiring. 1 Sen. What's that?

when we encountered; I hope, it is not so low Alcib. Why, I say, my lords, h'as done fair with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his service,

several friends. And slain in fight many of your enemies: 2 Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion of How full of valour did he bear himself his new feasting. In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds! 1 Lord. I shouid think so: le hath sent me

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an earnest inviting, which many my near occa- lees, gods,-the senators of Athens, together with sions did urge me to put off; but he hath eon- the common lag of people, -what is amiss in them, jured me beyond them, and I must needs appear. you gods, make suitable for destruction. For these

2 Lord. In like manner was I in debt to my my present friends, -as they are lo me nothing, so in importunate business, but he would not hear nothing bless them, and to nothing they are welcome. my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow Uncover, dogs, and lap. of me, that my provision was out.

[The dishes uncovered are full of warm water. 1 Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I under Some speak. What does his lordship mean? stand how all things go.

Some other, I know not. 2 Lord. Every man here's so. What would

T'im. May you a better feast never behold, he have borrowed of you?

You knot of mouth-friends! smoke, and luke1 Lord. A thousand pieces.

warm water 2 Lord. A thousand pieces !

Is your perfection. This is Timon's last; 1 Lord. What of you?

Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries, 3 Lord. He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes. Washes it ofi, and sprinkles in your faces Enter Timox, and Attendants.

[Throwing water in their faces. l'im. With all my heart, geutlemen both :- Your reeking villany. Live loath’d, and long, And how fare you?

(lordship

Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, 1 Lord. Ever at the best, hearing well of your

Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meck 2 Lord. The swallow follows not summer more

bears,

(fies, willing, than we your lordship.

Yon fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's Tim. (Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves win-Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute.jacks! ter; such summer-birds are men:-- Gentlemen: Crust you quite o'er?-What, dost thou go?

Of man, and beast, the intinite malady our dinner will not recompense this long stay: feast your ears with the musick awhile; if they Soft, take thy physick first--thon too,--and will fare so harshly on the trumpet's sound:

thou ;we shall to't presently.

[chrows the dishes at them, and drives them out. 1 Lord. I hope it remains not unkindly with Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none. -your lordship, that I returned you an empty What, all in motion ? Henceforth be no feast,

Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. messenger. Tim. O, sir, let it not trouble you.

Burn, house; sink, Athens! henceforth hated be 2 Lord. My noble lord,

Of Timon, man, and all humanity! [Erit. T'im. Ah, my good friend! what cheer? Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords and Senators.

(The Banquet brought in. 1 Lord. How row, my lords? 2 Lord. My most honourable lord, I am e'en 2 Lord. Know you the quality of Lord Timon's sick of shame, that,when your lordship this other 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap? (fury? day sent to me, I was so unfortunate a beggar. 4 Lord. I have lost my gown. Tim. Think not on't, sir.

3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but 2 Lord. If you had sent but two hours before, — humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the

Tim. Let it not cumber your better remem- other day, and now he has beat it out of my brance.-Come, bring in all together.

hat-Did you see my jewel ? 2 Lord. All covered dishes !

4 Lord. Did you see my cap? 1 Lord. Royal cheer, I warrant you.

2 Lord. Here 'tis. 3 Lord. Doaht not that, if money, and the 4 Lord. Ilere lies my gown. season, can yield it.

1 Lord. Let's make no stay. 1 Lord. How do you? What's the news? 2 Lord. Lord Timon's mad. 3 Lord. Alcibiades is banished; Hear you of it? 3 Lord.

I feel't upon my bones. 1 & 2 Lord. Alcibiades banished!

4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next 3 Lord. 'Tis so, be sure of it.

day stones.

(Exeunt. 1 Lord. How? how ? 2 Lord. I pray you, upon what? T'im. My worthy friends, will you draw near?

3 Lord. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast toward.

SCENE I. Without the Walls of Athens. 2 Lord. This is the old man still.

Enter Timon. 3 Lord. Will 't hold ? will't hold? 2 Lord. It does : but time will—and so

Tim. Let me look back upon thee, O thou 3 Lord. I do conceive.

wall, Tim. Each man to his stool, with that spur as That girdlest in those wolves! Dive in the earth, he would to the lip of his mistress : your diet And fence not Athens ! matrons, turn incoushall be in all places alike. Make not a city Obedience fail in children ! slaves, and fools, feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, upou the first place: Sit, sit. The gods require And minister in their steads! to general filths our thanks.

Convert o' the instant, green virginity! You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with Do't in your parents' eyes; bankrupts, hold fast; thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves Rather than render back, out with your knives, praised: but reserve still to give, lest your deities be And cut your trusters' throats ! bound servants, despised. Lend to each man enough, that one need steal! not lend to another: for, were your godheads to bor Large handed robbers your grave masters are, rowo of men, men would forsake the gods. Make the And pill by law! maid, to thy master's bed; meat be beloved, more than the man that gives it. Thy mistress is o' the brother! son of sixteen, Let no assembly of twenty be without a score of vil- Pluck the lin'd crutch from the old limping inins : If there sit twelve women at the table, let a sire, dozen of them be-as they are.--The rest of your With it beat out his brains! piety, and fear,

Art Fourth.

Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, Poor honest lord, brought low by his own heart!
Domestick awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood, Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood,
Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades, When man's worst sin is, he does too much good;
Degrees, observances, customs, and laws, Who then dares to be half so kind again?
Decline to your confounding contraries, For bounty, that makes gods, does still marmen.
And yet confusion live !-Plagues, incident to My dearest lord, -bless'd, to be most accurs'd,
Your potent and infectious fevers heap (men, Rich, only to be wretched ;-thy great fortunes
On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica, Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind lord !
Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt He's flnng in rage from this ungrateful seat
As lamely as their manners! lust and liberty Of monstrous friends : nor has he with him to
Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth ; Supply his life, or that which can command it.
That'gainst the stream of virtue they maystrive, l'll follow, and inquire him out:
And drown themselves in riot! itches, blains, I'll ever serve his mind with my best will;
Sow all the Athenian bosoms; and their crop Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still
Be general leprosy! breath infect breath ;

(Exit. That their society, as their friendship, may

SCENE III. The Woods.
Be merely poison ! Nothing I'll bear from thee,
But nakedness, thou detestable town!

Enter Timox.
Take thou that too, with multiplying banns !

Tim. O blessed bleeding sun, draw from the Timon will to the woods: where he shall find

earth Theunkindest beast more kinder than mankind. Rotten humidity; below thy sister's orb The gods confound (hear me, you good gods all) Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb, --The Athenians both within and out that wall! Whose procreation, residence and birth, And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow Scarce is dividant, -touch them with several To the whole race of mankind, high and low!

fortunes; Amen.

(Exit.

The greater scorns the lesser. Not nature,

To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great forSCENE II. Athens. A Room in Timon's House. But by contempt of nature :

(tune, Enter Flavius, with two or three Servants. Raise me this beggar, and denude that lord; 1 Serv. Hear you, master steward, where's The senator shall bear contempt hereditary, our master ?

The beggar native honour,
Are we undone ? cast off? nothing remaining? It is the pasture lards the brother's sides,
Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say

The want that makes him lean.

Who dares, to you?

who dares, Let me be recorded by the righteous gods,

In purity of manhood stand upright, I am as poor as you.

And say, This man's a flatterer ? if one be, 1 Serv. Such a house broke!

So are they all; for every grize of fortune So noble a master fallen! All gone! and not

Is smooth'á by that below: the learned pate One friend, to take his fortune by the arm,

Ducks to the golden fool : All is oblique; And go along with him

There's nothing level in our cursed natures, 2 Serv.

As we do turn our backs But direct villany. Therefore, be abhorrd From our companion, thrown into his grave;

All feasts, societies, and throngs of men! So his familiars to his buried fortunes His semblable, yea, himself, Timon disdains: Slink all away; leave theirfalse vows with him, Destruction fang mankind !--Earth, yield me

roots! Like empty purses pick'd : and his poor self,

[Digging. A dedicated beggar to the air,

Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty, (lows. With thy most operant poison! What is here? Walks, like contempt, alone.- More of our fel. Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold? No, Enter other Servants.

gods, Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house. I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear heavens! 3 Serv. Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery. Thus much of this, will make black, white; That see I by our faces; we are fellows still,

foul, fair;

Card, valiant. Serving alike in sorrow: Leak'd is our bark; Wrong, right; base, noble; old, young; cow. And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck, Ha, you gods! why this? What this, you gods? Hearing the surges threat: we must all part

Why this

(sides; Into this sea of air.

Will lug your priests and servants from your Flav.

Good fellows all, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their The latest of my wealth, I'll share amongst you, This yellow slave

[heads : Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake,

Willknit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and Make the hoar leprosy adord; place thieves, say,

And give them title, knee, and approbation, As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes, With senators on the bench: this is it, We have seen better days. Let's each take some; That makes the wappen'd widow wed again;

[Giving them money. She, whom the spital-house, and ulcerous sores Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word Would cast the gorgeat, this embalms and spices more;

To the April day again. Come, damned earth, Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.

Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st

(Ereunt servants. odds 0, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us! Among the rout of nations, I will make thee Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, Do thy right nature. {March afar of.}-Ha! a Since riches point to misery and contempt?

'drum ?—Thou'rt qnick, Who'd be so mock'd with glory? or to live

But yet I'll bury thee: Thou'lt go, strong thief, But in a dream of friendship?

When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand: To have his pomp, and all what state compounds, Nay, stay thou out for earnest. But only painted, like his varnish'd friends?

Keeping some goid,

Enter ALCIBIADES, with drum ani fife, in warlike Tim.

Keep't, I cannot eat it. manner; PHRYXIA and TIMANDRA. Alcih. When I have laid proud Athens on a Alcib.

What art thou there? heap, Speak.

Tim. Warr'st thou 'gainst Athens ? Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw Alcib.

Ay, Timon, and have cause. thy heart,

Tim. The gods contouud them all i' thy cuale For shoving me again the eyes of man!

quest; and Alcib. What is thy name? Is man so hateful Thee aiter, wlien thon hast conquerd! That art thyself a man! (to thee, Alcib.

Why me, Timon ? Tim. I am misanthropos, and hato mankind. Tim. That, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, By killing villains, thou wast born to conquer That I might love thed something.

My country. Alcib.

I know thee well; Pitip thy gold; Go on,-here's gold,-go on ; But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. Be as a planatory plague when Jove Tim. I know thee too; and more, than that Will o'er some high-vic'd city hang his poison I know thee,

In the sick air: Let not thy sword skip one: I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; Pity not honour'd age for his white beard, With man's blood paint the ground, zules, gules: He's an usurer: Strike me the counterfeit maReligious canons, civil laws are cruel:

It is her habit only that is honest, stron: Then what should war be? This fell whore of Herself's a bawd: Let not the virgin's cheek thine

Make soft thy trenchant sword : for those milkHath in her more destruction than thy sword, paps,

[eves, For all her cherubin look.

That through the window-bars bore at men's Phry.

Thy lips rot off! Are not within the leaf of pity writ, Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns Bul set then down horrible traitors : Spare not To thine own lips again.

the babe,

mercy: Alcib. Ilow came the noble Timon to this! Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhalist their change?

(give: Think it a bastard, whom the oracle Tim. As the moon does, hy wanting light to Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat shall cut, But then renew I could not, like the moon; And mince it sans remorse: Swear against obThere were no suns to borrow of.

jects; Alcib.

Noble Timon, Pat arīnour on thine ears, and on thine eyes; What friendship may I do thee?

Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor Tim.

None, but to

babes, Maintain my opinion.

Nor sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding, Alcib.

What is it, Timon ? Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay thy solTim. Promise me friendship, but perform diers : none: If

Make large confusion; and thy fury spent, Thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for Confounded be thyself! Speak not, be gone. Thou art a man! if thou dost perform, confound Alcib. Hast thou gold yet? I'll take the gold For thou'rt a man!

(thee, Not all thy counsel.

[tho!! giv st ino, Alcib. I have heard in some sort of thy miseries. Tim. Dost thou, or dost thou not, heaven's Tim. Thou saw'st them, when I had pros curse upon thee! perity.

[time. Phry. & Timan. Give ns some gold, good TiAlcib. I see them now; then was a blessed

mon: Hast thou inore ? Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of Tim. Enough to make a whore forswear her harlots. (the world trade,

(sluts, Timon. Is this the Athenian minion, whom And to make whores, a bawd.

Hold up, you Voic'd so regardfully ?

Your aprons mountant: You are not oathable, Tim.

Art thou Timandra ? Althongh, I know, you'll swear, terribly swear, Timan,

Yes. Into strong shudders, and to heavenly agues, Tim. Be a whore still! they love thee noi, Tine immortal gods that hear you,—spare your that use thee;

onths, Give them diseases, leaving with thee theirlust. I'll trust to your conditions: Be whores still; Make use of thy salt hours : season the slaves And he whose pious breath seeks to convert you, For tubs, and baths; bring down rose-cheeked Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up; To the tub fast, and the diet.

(youth Let your close fire predominate his smoke, Timor.

Hang thee, monster! And be no turncoats: Yet may your pains, six Alcib. Pardon him, sweet Timandra; for his months,

(roofs wits

Be quite contrary: And thatch your poor thu Are drown'd and lost in his calamities.

With burdens of the dead ;--some that were I have but little gold of late, brave Timon,

hang'd,

whore still; The want whereof dotlı daily make revolt No matter :-wear them, betray with them: In my penurious band : I have heard, and griev'd, Paint till a horse may miro upon your face How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth, A pox of wrinkles! Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour Phry, & Timan. Well, more gold ;-What states,

then? But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them,-- Believe't, that we'll do any thing for gold. Tim. I proythee, beat thy drum, and get thee Tim. Consumptions sow gone.

[Timon. In hollow bones of inan; striko theirsharpshins, Alcib. I am thy friend, and pity ther, dear And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's Tim. How dost thou pity him, whom thou dost voice, I had rather be alone.

(trouble? That he may never more false title plend, Alih,

Why, fare thee well: Nor sound hisquillets shrilly: hoarse the flamen, Here's some gold for thee.

That scolds against the quality of flesli,

Tim.

And not believes himself: down with the nose, Rascals should have't. Do not assume my like-
Dowa with it flat; take the bridge quite away ness.
Of him, that his particular to foresee,

Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. Smells from the general weal: make curl'd-pate Apem. Thou hast castaway thyself, being like rufiians bald ;

thyself': And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war A madman so long. now a fool: What, think'st Derive some pain from yon: Plague all; That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, That your activity may detent and quell Will put thy shirt on warm? Will these mossil The source ofall erection. There's more gold:-- trees, Do you damn others, and let this damn you, That have outliv'd the eagle, page thy heels, And ditches grave you all!

And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold Phry.d Timan. More counsel with more mo brook, ney, bounteous Timon.

Candied with ice, candle thy morning taste, Tim. More whore, more mischief first; I have To cure thy o'ernight's surfeit? call the creagiven you earnest.

tures, Alcib. Strike up the drum towards Athens. Whose naked natures live in all the spite Farewell, Timon ;

Of wreakful heaven; whose bare unhoused If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again.

To the conflicting elements expos'd, [trunks, Tim. If I hope well, I'll never see thee more. Answer mere nature,---bid them flatter thee; Alcib. I never did thee harmı.

O! thou shalt find T'im. Yes, thou spok'st well of me.

Tim.

A fool of thee: Depart. Alcib.

Call'st thou that harm? Apem. I love thee better now than e'er I did. Tim. Men daily find it such. Get thee away,

Tim. I hate thee worse. And take thy beagles with thee.

А рет. .

Why?
Alcib.
We but offend him. Tim.

Thou Hatterist misery. Strike. [Drum bents. Fixeunt ALCINADES, Apem. I fatter not; but say, thou art a caititi.

PHRYXIA, and TUNDRA, Tim. Why dost thou seek me out ? Tim. That nature, being sick of man's un

Apem.

To vex thee. kindness,

Tim, Always a villain's office, or a fool's. Should yet be hungry !--Common mother, thou, Dost please thyself in't? [Digging. A pei.

Ay. Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast,

What! a knave too? Teems and feeds all; whose self-same mettle, Apem. If thou didst put this sour cold habit on Whereofthy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd, To castigate thy pride, 't were well: but thou Engenders the black toad, and adder blue, Dost it entorcedly; thou’dst courtier be again, The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd worm, Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven Outlives incertain pomp, is crown'd before : Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine; The one is filling still never complete; Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate, The other, at high wish: Best state,contentless, From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root! Hath a distracted and most wretched being, Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, Worse than the worse, content. Let it no more bring out ingrateful man! Thou should'st desire to die, being miserable. Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears; Tim. Not by his breath,thatis more miserable. Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arın Hath to the marbled mansions all above With favour never clasp'd: but bred a dog. Never presented !-0, a root,-Dear thanks! Hadst thoni, like us, from our first swath, proDry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn ceeded leas;

The sweet degrees that this brief world affords Whereofingratefulman,withliquorishdraughts, 'To suel as may the passive drugs of it And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, Freely command, thou would'st have plunged That from it all consideration slips !

thyself Enter APEMANTUS.

In general riot: melted down thy youth More man? Plague! Plague!

In different beds of lust; and never learn'd Apem. I was directed hither: Men report, The icy precepts of respect, but follow'd Thou dost affect my manners, and dostuse them. The sugard game before thee. But myself, Tim. "Tis then, because thou dost not keep a who had the world as my confectionary;

(thee! The months, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts Whom I would imitate. Consumption catch

of men Apen. This is in thee a nature but affected: At duty, more than I could frame employment; A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung (place? That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves From change of fortune. Why this spade? this Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush This slavelike habit ? and these looks of care? Fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie soft: For every storm that blows:-1, to bear this, Hug their diseas'd perfumes, and have forgot That never knew but better, is some burden: That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods, Thy nature did commence in sufferance, time By putting on the cunning of a carper. Hath made thee hard in't. Why should'st thon Be thou a tlatterer now, and seek to thrive

hate men ? By that which has undone thee: hinge thy knee. Theyneverflatter'd thee: What hast thou given? And let his very breath, whom thou'lt observe, If thou wilt curse,--thy father, that poor rag: Blow off thy cap: praise his most vicious strain, Must be thy subject: who, in spite, put stuff And call it excellent: Thou wast told thus : To some she beggar, and compounded thee, Thou gav'st thire ears, like tapsters, that bid Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone! welcome,

If thou hadst not been born the worst of men, To knaves, and all approachers: 'Tis most just, Thou hadst been a knave, and tlatterer. That thou turn rascal: hadst thou wealth again, Apen.

Art thou proud yet?

dog

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