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Tim. Ay, that I am not thee.

and thy defence, absence. What beast could'st Aprm.

1, that I was thou be, that were not subject to a beast? and No prodigal.

what a beast art thou already, that seest not thy Tinn. I, that I am one now;

loss in transforination ? Were all the wealth I have, shut up in thee, Apem. If thou could'st please me with speakI'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone.- ing to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here: That the whole life of Athens were in this! The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest Thus would I eat it.

(Eating a root. of beasts. Apem.

Here; I will mend thy feast. Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that

Toffering him something, thou art out of the city ? Tim. First mend my company, take away Apem. Yonder comes a poet, and a painter: thyself.

(of thine. The plague of company light upon thee! I will Apem. So I shall mend mine own, by the lack fear to catch it, and give way: When I know

Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd: not what else to do, I'll see thee again. If not, I would it were.

Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, Apem. What would'st thou have to Athens? thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beg. Tim. Thee, thither, in a whirlwind. If thou gar's dog than Apemantus. wilt,

Apem. Thou art the cap of all the fools alive. Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. T'im. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit Apem. Here is no use for gold.


[curse. Tim.

The best and truest: Apem. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm. Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are Apem. Whero ly'st o'nights, Timon?


(speak'st. Tim.

Under that's above me. Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou Where feed'st thou o' days, Apemantus ?

Tim. If I name thee,-Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, I'll beat thee-but I should infect my hands. rather, where I eat it.

(my mind Apem. I woulu, my tongue could rot them off! Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew T'im. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog! Apem. Where would'st thou send it? Choler does kill me, that thou art alive; Tim. To sauce thy dishes.

I swoon to see thee. Apem. The reiddle of humanity thou never

'Would thou wouldst burst! knewest, bnt the extremity of both ends: When Tim.

Away, thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they Thou tedious rogue, I am sorry, I shall lose mocked thee for too much curiosity; in thy A stone by thee. [Throws a stone at him. rags thou knowest none, but art despised for

Beast! the contrary. There's a medlar for thee, eat it.


Slave! Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.


Toad! Apem. Dost hate a medlar?


Rogue, rogue, rogue! Tim. Ay, though it look like thee.

[APEMANTUS retreats backward, as going. Apem. An thou hadst hated medlers sooner, I am sick of this false world; and will love thout should'st have loved thyself better now. nought What man did'st thou ever know unthrist, that But even the mere necessities upon it. Wils beloved after his means ?

Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; Tim. Who without those means thou talk'st Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat of, didst thou ever know beloved ?

Thy grave-stone daily : make thine epitaph, Apem. Myself.

That death in me at others' lives may laugh. Tim. I understand thee; thou hadst some O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce means to keep a dog.

(Looking on the gold. Apem. What things in the world can'st thou "Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright detiler nearest compare to thy flatterers ?

Of Hymen's purest bed ! thou valiant Mars ! Tim. Women nearest; but men, men are the Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd and delicato things themselves. What would'st thou do with wooer, the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power ? Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow

Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men. That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god,

Tim. Would'st thou have thyself fall in the That solder'st close impossibilities, (tongue, confusion of men, and remain a beast with the And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with every Apem. Ay, Timon.

(beasts? To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts ! Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant Think, thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtuo thee to attain to! If thon wert the lion, the fox Set them into confounding odds, that beasts would beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the May have the world in empire! fox would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the Åpem.

Would 'twere $0;lion would suspect thee, when, peradventure, But not till I am dead-I'll say, thou had'st gold: thou wert accused by the ass: if thou wert the Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. ass, thy dulness would torment thee; and still

Throng'd to? thou livedst but as a breakfast to the wolf: if Apem.

Ay. thou wert the wolf, thy greediness would afflict Tim. Thy back, I prythee. thee, and oft thou should'st hazard thy life for Арет. Live, and love thy misery! thy dinner: wert thou the unicorn, pride and Tim. Long live so, and so die !--I am quit.wrath would confound thee, and make thine

(Exit APELANTOS own self the conquest of thy fury: wert thou a More things like men ?-Eat Timon, and abhor bear, thou wouldst be kill'd by the horse: wert them, thou a horse, thou would'st be seized by the

Enter Thieves. leopard: wert thou a leopard, thou wert german. 1 Thief. Where should be have this gold ? It to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred wero is some poor fragment, some slender ort of his jurors on thy life: all thy safety were romotion, remainder: The mere want of gold, and the


falling-from of his friends, drove him into this What viler thing upon the earth, than friends, melancholy.

Who can bring noblest minds to basest ends! 2 Thief. Itis poised, he hath a mass of treasure. How rarely does it meet with this time's guise,

3 Thief. Let us make the assay upon him; if When man was wish'd to love his enemies: he care not for't, he will supply us easily; If Grant I may ever love, and rather woo he covetously reserve it, how shall's get it? Those that would mischief me,than those that do!

2 Thief. True; for he bears it not about him, He has caught me in his eye: I will present 1 Thief. Is not this he?

['tis hid. My honest grief unto him: and, as my lord, Thieves. Where ?

Still serve him with my life. My dearest master! 2 Thief. 'Tis his description.

Timon comes forward from his Cave. 3 Thief. He; I know him.

Tim. Away! what art thou ? Thieves. Save thee, Timon.


Have you forgot me, sir? Tim. Now, thieves ?

Tim. Why dost ask that? I have forgot all men: Thieves. Soldiers, not thieves.

Then, if thou grant'st thou'rt a man, I have to Tim, Both too; and women's sons.

got thee. Thieves. We are not thieves, but men that, Flav. An honest poor servant of yours. much do want. (of men. Tim.

Then Tim. Your greatest want is, you want much I know thee pot: I ne'er had honest men Why should you want? Behold the earth hath About me, I; all that I kept were knaves, roots;

To serve in meat to villains. Within this mile break forth a hundred springs : Flav.

The gods are witness, The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips : Ne'er did poor steward wear a truer grief The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush For his undone lord, than mine eyes for you. Lays her full mess before you. Want? why want? Tim. What, dost thou weep?--Come nearer;

i Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries, then I love thee, As beasts, and birds, and fishes. (water, Because thou art a woman, and disclaim'st Tim. Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, Flinty mankind; whose eyes do never give, and fishes

But thorongh lust, and laughter. Plty's sleeping You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con, Strange times that weep with laughing, not with That you are thieves profess'd; that you work weeping! not

Flav. I beg of you to know me, good my lord, In holier shapes: for there is boundless theft To accept my grief, and, while this poor wealth In limited professions. Rascal thieves, To entertain me as your steward still. [lasts, Here's gold: Go, suck the subtle blood of the Tim. Had I a steward so true, so just, and now grape

So comfortable? It almost turus Till the high fever seeth your blood to froth, My dangerous nature wild. Let me behold And so’scape hanging: trust not the physician; Thy face.---Surely this man was born of woHis antidotes are poison, and he slays (gether; man. More than you rob: také wealth and lives to- Forgive my general and exceptlers rashness, Do villany, do, since you profess to do't, Yon perpetual-sober gods? I do proclaim Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery: One honest man,-mistake me not,--but one; The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction No more, I pray,--and he is a steward.--

I Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief, How fain would I have hated all mankind, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun; And thou redeem'st thyself: But all, save thee, The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves I fell with curses. The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, Methinks thou art more honest now than wise; That feeds, and breeds by a composture stol'n For, by oppressing and betraying me, From general excrement: each thing's a thief; Thou might'st have sooner got another service: The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough For many so arrive at second masters, power

[away; Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me trio Have uncheck'd theft. Love not yourselves : (For I must ever doubt, though ne'er so sure), Rob one another. There's more gold: Cut Is not thy kindness subtle, covetous, throats;

If not a usuring kindness; and as rich men All that you meet are thieves: To Athens, go, deal gifts, Break open shops; for nothing can you steal, Expecting in return twenty for one ? [breast But thieves do lose it: Steal not less, for this Flav. No, my most worthy master, in whose I give you; and gold confound you howsoever! Doubt and suspect, alas, are plac'd too late : Amen.

(Tinox retires to his Cave. You should bave feard false times, when you 3 Thief. He has almost charmed me from my did feast: profession, by persuading me to it.

Suspect still comes when an estate is least. 1 Thief. 'Tis in the malice of mankind, that That which I show, heaven knows, is merely he thus advises us; not to have us thrive in our Duty and zeal to your unmatched mind, love, mystery.

Care of your food and living: and, believe it, 2 Thief. I'll believe him as an enemy, and My most honour'd lord, give over my trade.

For any benefit that points to me, 1 Thief. Let us first see peace in Athens: There Either in hope, or present, l'd exchange is no time so miserable, but a man may be true. For this one wish, That you had power and

[Exeunt Thieves. wealth Enter FLAVIUS.

To requite me, by making rich yourself. [man, Flav. O you gods !

Tim. Look thee, 'tis so !- Thou singly honest Is yon despis'd and ruinous man my lord ? Here, take :--the gods out of my misery Full of decay and failing? O monument Have sent thee treasure. Go, live rich, and And wonder of good deeds evilly bestowid !


men; What an alteration of honour has

But thus condition'd; Thou shalt build froin Desperate want made!

Hate all, curse all: show charity to none;

Art Fifth.


Bat let the famish'd flesh slide from the bone, To thce be worship! and thy saints for aye
Ere thou relieve the beggar: give to des Be crownd with plagues, that thee alone obey!
What thou deny'st to men; let prisons swallow Fit I do meet thein.

(Advancing. them,

Poet. Hail, worthy Timon! Debts wither them: Re men like blasted woods, Pain.

Our late noble master. And may diseases lick up their false bloous ! Tim. Have I once liv'd to see two honest men ? And so farewell, and thrive.

Poil. Sir, Flav.

0, let me stay, Having often of your open bounty tasted, And comfort you, my master.

Hearing you were retirid, your friends fall'n off, Tim,

If thou hat'st Whose thankless natures---0) abhorred spiriis! Curses, staynot; fly whilst thou art bless'a and Not all the whips of heaven are large crough---free:

What! to you! Ne'er see thou man, and let me ne'er see thee. Whose starlike nobleness gavelife and infinence

(Exeunt severaly. To their whole being! I an rapt, and cannot

The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude (cover
With any size of words.

Tim. Let it go naked, men may sec't the better:

Von, that are honest, by being what you are, SCENE I. The same. Before Timon's Cave.

Make them best seen, and known,

le, and myself, Enter Poet and Painter; TioN Í hind, unseen. Hlave travell'd in the great shower of your gifts,

Pain. As I took note of the place, it cannot | And sweetly felt it. be far where he abides.

Ay, yon are honest men. Poet. What's to be thought of him? Does the Pain, We are hither come to offer you our rumour hold for true, that he is so full of gold? service.

[requite you! Pain. Certain : Alcibiades reports it: Phry. Tim. Most honest men! Why, low shall I nia and Timandra had gold of hin : he likewise Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no. enriched poor straggling soldiers with great Doch. What we can do, we'll do, to do you quantity : 'Tis said, he gave unto his steward a service. mighty sum.

Tim. You are honest men : You have heard Poet. Then this breaking of his has been but that I have gold:

(nest men. a try for his friends.

I am sure you have: Speak truth, you are hoPain. Nothing else; yon shall see him a palm Pain, So it is suid, my noble lord: but therein Athens again, and Hourish with the highest. Came not my friend, nor I.

(fore Therefore, 'tis not amiss, we tender our lover Tim. Good honest men :-thou draw'st a course to him, in this supposed distress of his: it will terfeit show honestly in us; and is very likely to load Best in all Athens: thou art, indeed, the best; onr purposes with what they travel for, if it be Thou counterfeit'st most lively. a just and true report that goes of his having. Pain.

So, so, my lord. Poet. What have you now to present unto him? Tim. Even so, sir, as I say: And, for thy Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: fiction,

[ To the Poet. only I will promise him an excellent piece. Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and

ibet. I must serve him so too; tell him of smooth, an intent that's coming toward him.

That thou art even natural in thine art.Pain. Good as the best. Promising is the But, for all this, my honest natur'd friends, very air o'the time: it opens the eyes of expec- I must needs say you have a little fault: tation; performance is ever the duller for his Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you: neither wish I, act; and, but in the plainer and simpler kind You take much pains to mend. of people, the deed of saying is quite out of use. Both,

Beseech your honour, To promise is most courtly and fashionable : To make it known to us. performance is a kind of will or testament, Tim,

You'll take it ill. which argues a great sickness in his judgment Birth, Most thankfully, my lord. that makes it.


Will you, indeed ? Tim. Excellent workman! Thou canst not Both, Donbt it not, worthy lord. paint a man so bad as thyself.

Tim. There's no'er a one of you but trusts & Poet. I am thinking, what I shall say I have that mightily deceives you. (knave, provided for him: It must be a personating of Boch,

Do we, my lord ? Inimself: a satire against the softness of pros- Tim, Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dis perity; with a discovery of the intinite flatteries semble, that follow youth and opulency.

Know his grogs patchery, love him, feed him, Tim. Must thou nec's stand for a villain in Keep in your bosom: yet remain assurd, thine own work? wilt thou whip thine own That he's a made-up villain, faults in other men? Do so, I have gold for theo. Pain, I know none such, my lord, Poet. Nay, let's seek him:


Nor T. Then do we sin against our own estate,

Tim. Look you, I love you well: I'll give When we may profit meet, and come too late.

you gold, Fuin. True;

Rid me these villains from your companies: When the day serves before black-corner'd night, Hang thein, or stab them, drown them in a Find what thou want'st by free and offerd light. draught, Come.

[gold, Confound them by some course, and come to me, Tim. r'll meet you at the turn. What a god's I'll give yon gold enough. That he is worship'd in a baser temple,

Both Name them, my lord, let's know them. Than where swine feed !

Ithe foam; Tim. You that way, and you this, but two in "Tis thou that rigg'st the bark, and plough'st company Bettlest admired reverence in a slave:

Each man apart, all single and alone,


Yet an arch villain keeps him company. And of our Athens (thine, and ours) to take
If, where thon art, two villains shall not be, The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks,

{To th: Painter. Allow'd with absolute power, and thy good Come not near him.-If thou wouldst 10t reside

[back (To the Poet. Live with authority :-so soon we shall drive But where one villain is, then him abandon.- Of Alcibindes the approaches wild; Hence! pack! there's gold, ye came for gold, Who, like a bour too savage, doth root up ye slaves:

[Hence! His country's peace. You have done work for me, there's payment: 2 Sen. And xhakes his threatening sword You are an alchymist, make gold of thee :- Against the walls of Athens. Out, rascal dogs!

1 Sen.

Therefore, Timon,-(Exit, beating and driving them out. Tim. Well, sir, I will; therefore, I will, sir;

If Alcibindes kill my countrymen, [Thus, SCENE II. The same.

Let Alcibiades know this of Timon, (Athens, Enter FLAVIUS and tro Senators.

That-Timon cares not. But if he sack fair Flav. It is in vain that you would speak with And take our goodly aged men by the beards, For he is set so only to himself, [Timon; Giving our holy virgins to the stain That nothing but himself, which looks like man, Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war; Is friendly with him.

Then, let him know, and tell him Timon 1 Sen.

Bring us to his cave : In pity of our aged, and our youth, [speaks it. It is our part, and promise to the Athenians, I camiot choose but tell him, that--I care not, To speak with Timon.

And let him tak't at worst; for their knives 2 San. At all times alike

care not, Men are not still the same: 'Twas time, and While you have throats to answer; for myself, griefs,

There's not a whittle in the unruly camp, That frani'd him thus: time, with his fairer hand, But I do prize it at my love, before O Tering the fortune of liis former days, The referend'st throat in Athens, So I leave you The former man may make him: Bring is to To the protection of the prosperous gods, And chance it as it may.

{him, As thieves to keepers. Flav. Here is his cave.


Stay not, all's in vain. Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! Ti- Tim. Why, I was writing of my epitaph, mon!

It will be seen to-morrow; my long sickness
Look out, and speak to friends : The Athenians, of health, and living, now begins to mend,
By two of their most reverend senate, greet thee: And nothing brings me all things. Go, live still;
Speak to them, noble Timon.

Be Alcibiades your plague, you his,
Enter TIMON.

And last so long enough!
Tim.Thou sun, that comfort'st, burn !--Speak, 1 Sen.

We speak in vain. and be hang'd :

Tim. But yet I love my country; and am not For each true word, a blister! and each false One that rejoices in the conimon wreck, Re as a caut'rizing to the root o' the tongue, As common bruit doth put in. Consuming it with speaking.

1 San.

That's well spoke. 1 Sen.

Worthy Timon- Tim. Commend me to my loving countryTim. Of none but such as you, and you of Timon.


1 Sen. These words become your lips as they 2 Sen. The senators of Athens greet thee, Ti- pass through them. Tim. I thank them; and would send them 2 Sen. And enter in our ears, like great friback the plague,

In their applauding gates.

Cumphers Could I but catch it for them.


Commend me to them; 1 Sen.

0, forget And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs, What we are sorry for ourselves in thee. Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, The senators, with one consent of love, Their pangs of love, with other incident throes Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain On special dignities, which vacant lie

In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness For thy best use and wearing.

do them: 2 Sen.

They confess, I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades'wrath. Toward thee, forgetfulness too general, grons: 2 Sen. I like this well, he will return again. Which now the publick body,--which doth Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my Play the recanter,-feeling in itself (seldom close, A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal That mine own use invites me to cut down, Of its own fall, restraining aid to Timon; And shortly must I fell it; Tell my friends, And send forth us, to make their sorrowed Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree, render,

From high to low throughout, that whoso please Together with a recompense more fruitful To stop afiliction, let him take his haste, Than their offence can weigh down by the dram: Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe, Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and And hang himself :- I pray you, do my greeting. wealtii,

Flav. Trouble him no further, thus you still As shall to thee blotout what wrongs were theirs shall find him. And write in thee the figures of their luve,

Tim. Come not to me again; but say to Athens, Ever to read them thine.

Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Tim.

You witch me in it; Upon the beached verge of the salt tlood; Surprise me to the very brink of tears : Which once a day with his embossed froth Lend me a fool's heart, and a woman's eyes, The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come, And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators. And let my grave-stone be your oracle.1 Sen. Therefore, so please thee to return with Lips, let sour words go by, and language end : US,

What is amiss, plague and infection mend!

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Graves only be men's works; and death their We sent to thee; to give thy rages balm, gain!

įreign. To wipe out our ingratitude with loves Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his Above their quantity, [Exit Timox. 2 Sen.

So did we woo 1 Sen. His discontents are unremovably

Transformed Timon to our city's love, Coupled to nature.

By humble message, and by promis'd means; 2 Sen. Our hope in him is dead; let us return, We were not all unkind, nor all deserve And strain what other means is left unto us The common stroke of war. In our dear peril.

1 Sen.

These walls of ours 1 Sen. It requires swift foot. Were not erected by their hands, from whom

[Ereunt. You have receiv'd your griefs: norare they such, SCENE III. The Walls of Athens.

That these great towers, trophies, and schools

For private faults in them. [should fall Enter two Senators and a Messenger.

2 Sen.

Nor are they living, 1 Sen. Thou hast painfully discover'd; are Who were the motives that you first went out; As full as they report?

(bis files Shame that they wanted cunning, in excess Mess.

I have spoken the least : Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord, Besides, his expedition promises

Into our city with thy banners spread : Present approach.

By decimation, and a tithed death 2 Sen. We stand much hazard, if they bring (If thy revenges hunger for that food, [tenth ; not Timon.

[friend : :- Which nature loathes), take thou the destin'd Mess. I met a courier, one, mine ancient And by the hazard of the spotted die, Whom, though in general part we were oppos'd, Let die the spotted. Yet our old love made a particular force,

1 Sen.

All have not offended : And made us speak like friends:-this man was For those that were, it is not square, to take, From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, (riding On those that are, revenges: crimes like lands, With letters of entreaty, which imported Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman, His fellowship i' the cause against your city, Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage: lu part for his sake remov'd.

Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin, Enter Senators from Timon.

Which in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall 1 Sen.

Here come our brothers. With those that have offended: like a shepherd, 3 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him ex-l approach the fold, and call the infected forth,

But kill not all together. pect:The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile.

2 Sen.

What thou wilt,
Doth choke the air with dust; in and prepare; Than hew to 't with thy sword.
Ours is the fall, 1 fear, our foes the snare.

1 Sen.

Set but thy foot SCENE IV.

Against our rampird gates, and they shall ope;

So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before, The Woods. Timon's Cave and a Tombstone seen. To say, thou'lt enter friendly. Enter a Soldier, seeking Timon.

2 Sen.

Throw thy glove; Sol. By all description this should be the place. Or any token of thine honour else, Who's here? speak, hol-No answer? What is That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress, this?

And not as our confusion, all thy powers. Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span : Shall make their harbour in our town, till we Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a man. llave seal'd thy full desire. Dead, sure; and this his grave.


Then there's my glove; What's on this tomb I cannot read; the character Descend, and open your uncharged ports; I'll take with wax.

Those enemies of Timon's and mine own, Our captain hath in every figure skill; Whom you yourself shall set out for reproof, An ag'à interpreter, though young in days: Fall, and no more : and, to atone your fears Before prond Athens, he's sei down by this, With my more noble meaning---not a man Whose fall the mark of his ambition is. [Exit. Shall pass his quarter, or offend the stream SCENE V. Before the Walls of Athens.

Of regular justice in your city's bounds,

But shall be remedied to your public laws Trumpots sound. Enter ALCIBIADES and Forces. At heaviest answer. Alci). Sound to this coward and lascivious Both.

'Tis most nobly spoken. town

Alcib. Descend, and keep your words. Our terrible approach. [A parley sounded. The Senators descend and open the Gates. Enter Senators on the Walls.

Enter a Soldier. Till now you have gone on, and fill'd the time Sol. My noble general, Timon is dead : With all liceutious measure, making your wills Entomb'd upon the very hem o' the sea : The scope of justice; till now, myself, and such And on his gravestone, this insculpture; which As slept within the shadow of your power, With wax I brought away, whose soft impression Have wander'd with our travers d arms, and, Interprets for my poor ignorance. breath'd

Alcib. (Reads.] Here lies a wretched corse, of Our sufferance vainly: Now the time is flush, wretched soul berest : (caitiff's left? When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong, Serk nol my name : A plague consume you wicked Cries of itself, No more: now breathless wrong Nere lie I Timon ; who, alive, all living men did Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of ease;


(here thy gait. And pursy insolence shall break his wind, Pass by, and curse thy fill; but pass, and stay not With fear and horrid fligbt,

These well express in thee thy latter spirits : 1 Sen,

Noble and young, Though thou abhorrust in us our human griefs, When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit, Scoru'dst our brain's flow, and those our dropEre thou bedst power, or we had cause of fear, i

lets which

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