Hug their diseased perfumes, and have forgot Shame not these woods, By putting on the cunning of a carper. Be thou a flatterer now, and seek to thrive come To knaves and all approachers: 'tis most just, That thou turn rascal; hadst thou wealth again, Rascals should have 't. Do not assume my like ness. Timon. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. Ape. Thou hast cast away thyself, being like thyself; A madman so long, now a fool. What, think'st That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, Will put thy shirt on warm? Will these moss'd trees, That have outlived the eagle, page thy heels, And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold brook, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste, To cure thy o'er-night's surfeit? Call the creatures, Whose naked natures live in all the spite Of wreakful heaven; whose bare unhoused trunks, Answer mere nature;-bid them flatter thee Timon. A fool of thee. Depart. Ape. I love thee better now than e'er I did. Ape. Timon. Why? Thou flatter'st misery. Ape. I flatter not; but say, thou art a caitiff. Ape. To vex thee. Timon. Always a villain's office, or a fool's. Dost please thyself in 't? Ape. Ay. What! a knave too? Ape. If thou didst put this sour-cold habit on The other at high wish. Best state, contentless, Thou shouldst desire to die, being miserable. Timon. Not by his breath,2 that is more miserable. Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arm With favor never clasp'd, but bred a dog. Hadst thou, like us, from our first swath,3 proceeded The sweet degrees that this brief world affords 1 Arrives sooner at the completion of its wishes. 2 Voice, sentence. SHAK. X. 3 From infancy. To such as may the passive drugs of it Freely command, thou wouldst have plunged thyself The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts of men At duty, more than I could frame employment; They never flatter'd thee. What hast thou given? No prodigal. Timon. I, that I am one now. Were all the wealth I have shut up in thee, Thus would I eat it. Ape. [eating a root. Here; I will mend thy feast. Timon. First mend my company, take away thyself. Ape. So I shall mend mine own, by the lack of thine. Timon. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd; If not, I would it were. Ape. What wouldst thou have to Athens ? Timon. Thee thither in a whirlwind. wilt, Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. Timon. If thou The best and truest: For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm. Ape. Where liest o' nights, Timon? Under that's above me. Where feed'st thou o' days, Apemantus ? Ape. Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, where I eat it. Timon. Would poison were obedient, and knew my mind! Ape. Where wouldst thou send it? Timon. To sauce thy dishes. Ape. The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the extremity of both ends. When thou wast in thy gilt and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much curiosity;1 in thy rags thou knowest none, but art despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for thee; eat it. Timon. On what I hate I feed not. Timon. Ay, though it look like thee. Ape. An thou hadst hated medlers sooner, thou shouldst have loved thyself better now. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was beloved after his means? Timon. Who, without those means thou talkest of, didst thou ever know beloved? Ape. Myself. Timon. I understand thee: thou hadst some means to keep a dog. Ape. What things in the world canst thou nearest compare to thy flatterers? Timon. Women nearest; but men, men are the things themselves. What wouldst thou do with the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power? Ape. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men. Timon. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the confusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts? Ape. Ay, Timon. Timon. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant 1 For too much finical delicacy. |