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Timon, a noble Athenian.
Ventidius, one of Timon's false friends.
lords and flatterers of Timon.
servants to Timon's creditors.
Two Servants of Varro, and the Servant of Isidore; two of
Timandra, mistresses to Alcibiades.
Other Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers, Thieves, and Attendants. Scene, Athens; and the Woods adjoining.
TIMON OF ATHENS.
SCENE I. Athens. A hall in Timon's house.
Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and others, at several doors.
Poet. Good day, sir.
I am glad you are well. Poet. I have not seen you long; How goes the world?
Pain. It wears, sir, as it grows.
To an untirable and continuate † goodness:
I have a jewel here.
Mer. O, pray, let's see't: For the lord Timon, sir?
Jew. If he will touch the estimate: But, for that
* Inured by constant practice.
i. e. Exceeds, goes beyond common bounds.
Poet. When we for recompense have prais'd the vile, It stains the glory in that happy verse Which aptly sings the good..
"Tis a good form. [Looking at the jewel.
Jew. And rich: here is a water, look you. Pain. You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication
To the great lord.
Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies Each bound it chafes. What have you there? Pain. A picture, sir.-And when comes your book forth?
Poet. Upon the heels of my presentment*, sir. Let's see your piece.
"Tis a good piece.
Poet. So 'tis this comes off well and excellent. Pain. Indifferent.
Admirable: How this grace Speaks his own standing! what a mental power This eye shoots forth! how big imagination Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture One might interpret.
Pain. It is a pretty mocking of the life. Here is a touch; Is't good?
Enter certain Senators, and pass over.
Pain. How this lord's follow'd!
Poet. The senators of Athens :-Happy men!
* As soon as my book has been presented to Timon.