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I Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my Would one day stamp upon me: It has been done; lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby Men shut their doors against a setting sun. we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect.

The Lords rise from Table with much adoring of Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods

Timon; and to show their Loves, each singles out themselves have provided that I shall have much

an Amazon, and all dance, Men urth Women, a help from you: How had you been my friends else? lofty Strain or two to the Hautboys, and ceas, why have you that charitable title from thousands, Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, did you not chiefly belong to my heart? I have told

fair ladies, more of you to myself, than you can with modesty Set a fair fashion on our entertainment, speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm which was not half so beautiful and kind; you. O, you gods, think I, what need we have any You have added worth unto't, and lively lustre, friends, if we should never have need of them? And entertain'd me with mine own device; they were the most needless creatures living, should I am to thank you for it. we ne'er have use for them; and would most re

1 Lady. My lord, you take us even at the best. semble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that Tim. Ladies, there is an idle banquet keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I have Atiends you : Please you to dispose yourselves. often wished myself poorer, that I might come All Lad. Most thankfully, my lord. nearer to you. We are born to do benefits : and

[Exeunt CUPID, and Ladies what better or properer can we call our own, than Tim. Flavius, the riches of our friends ? O, what a precious Flav. My lord. comfort 'tis, to have so many, like brothers, com- Tim.

The little casket bring me hitber. manding one another's fortunes! O joy, e'en made

Flav. Yes, my lord. — More jewels yet! away ere it can be born! Mine eyes cannot hold | There is no crossing him in his humour; [Aside

. out water, methinks: to forget their faults, I drink Else I should tell him,- Well, -i'faith, I should

When all's spent, he'd be cross'd I then, an he could Apem. Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon. 'Tis pity, bounty had not eyes behind; 2 Lord. Joy had the like conception in our eyes. That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind. : 3 Lord. I promise you, my lord, you mov'd me

[Erit, and returns with the Casket. much.

i Lord. Where be our men ? Apem. Much !!

[Tucket sounded.
Serv.

Here, my lord, in readiness Tim. What means that trump? - How now? 2 Lord. Our horses,

Tim.
Enter a Servant.

O my friends, I have one word

To say to you: - Look you, my good lord, I must Serv. Please you, my lord, there are certain ladies Entreat you, honour me so much, as to most desirous of admittance.

Advance this jewel ; Tim. Ladies? what are their wills?

Accept, and wear it, kind my lord.
Sery. There comes with them a forerunner, my I Lord. I am so far already in your gifts, –
lord, which bears that office, to signify their pleasures. All. So are we all.
Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.

Enter a Servant.
Enter CUPID.

Serv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate
Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon; --and to all Newly alighted, and come to visit you.
That of his bounties taste! – The five best senses Tim. They are fairly welcome.
Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely Flav.

I beseech your honour, To gratulate thy plenteous bosom: The ear, Vouchsafe me a word: it does concern you near. Taste, touch, smell, all pleas'd from thy table rise;

Tim. Near ? why then another time I'll hear thee: They only now come but to feast thine eyes.

I pr’ythee, let us be provided Tim. They are welcome all; let them have kind To show them entertainment. admittance :

Flav.

I scarce know how Musick, make their welcome. [Erit CUPID. I Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are belov’d,

Enter another Servant. Musick. Re-enter Cupid, with a Masque of Ladies out of his free love, hath presented to you

2 Serv. May it please your honour, the lord Lucius, as Amazons, with Lutes in their Hands, dancing, Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver. and playing

Tim. I shall accept them fairly: let the presents Apem. Hey day, what a sweep of vanity comes

Enter a third Servant. They dance! they are mad women.

Be worthily entertain'd. - How now, what news? Like madness is the glory of this life,

3 Serv. Please you, my lord, that honourable As this pomp shows to a little oil, and root. gentleman, lord Lucullus, entreats your company We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves; to-morrow to hunt with him; and has sent your And spend our flatteries.

honour two brace of greyhounds. Who lives, that's not

Tim. I'll hunt with him; And let them be reDepraved, or depraves? who dies, that bears

ceiv'd, Not one spurn to their graves of their friends' gift? Not without fair reward. I should fear, those, that dance before me now,

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Am I to you.

Flav. [Aside.) What will this come to? | It comes in charity to thee : for all thy living He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, Is 'mongst the dead; and all the lands thou hast And all out of an empty coffer. —

Lie in a pitch'd field. Nor will he know his purse; or yield me this, Alcib.

Ay, defiled land, my lord. To show him what a beggar his heart is,

I Lord. We are so virtuously bound,
Being of no power to make his wishes good;

Tim.
His promises fly so beyond his state,
That what he speaks is all in debt, he owes

2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd, For every word; he is so kind, that he now

Tim. All to you. 4 – Lights, more lights. Pays interest for't; his land's put to their books. 1 Lord.

The best of happiness, Well, 'would I were gently put out of office, Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord Timon! Before I were forc'd out!

Tim. Ready for his friends. Happier is he that has no friend to feed,

[Exeunt ALCIBIADES, Lords, &c. Than such as do even enemies exceed.

Apem. .

What a coil's here! I bleed inwardly for my lord.

(Erit. I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums Tim. .

You do yourselves That are given for 'em. Friendship’s full of dregs : Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits: Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs. Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.

Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies. 2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, receive it.

I'd be good to thee. 3 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty !

Apem.

No, I'll nothing: for, Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave If I should be brib'd too, there would be none left Good words the other day of a bay courser To rail upon thee ; and then thou wouldst sin the I rode on : it is yours, because you lik’d it.

faster. 2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou that.

Wilt give away thyself in paper shortly : Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know, What needs these feasts, pomps, and vain glories?

Tim.

Nay, Can justly praise, but what he does affect :

An you begin to rail on society once,
I weigh my friend's affection with mine own: I am sworn, not to give regard to you.
I'll tell you true.
I'll call on you.

Farewell; and come with better musick. [Erit. Au Lords.

None so welcome.
Apem.

So;Tim. I take all and your several visitations Thou'lt not hear me now, - thou shalt not then, I'll So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give ;

lock Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends, Thy heaven 5 from thee. O, that men's ears should be And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,

To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! (Exit. Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich,

no man

ACT II.

SCENE I.- A Room in a Senator's House. Plays in the right hand, thus : — but tell him, sirralı,

My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn Enter a Senator, with Papers in his Hand. Out of mine own; his days and times are past, Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to And my reliances on his fracted dates Isidore

Have smit my credit : I love, and lionour him ; He owes nine thousand ; besides my former sum,

But must not break my back, to heal his finger. Which makes it five and twenty. Still in motion

Immediate are my needs; and my relief Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not.

Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words, If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog,

But find supply immediate. Get you gone : And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold :

Put on a most importunate aspect, If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more

A visage of demand; for, I do fear, Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon,

When every feather sticks in his own wing, Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,

Lord Timon will be left a naked gull, And able horses: No porter at his gate;

Which flashes now a phænix. Get you gone. But rather one that smiles, and still invites

Caph. I go, sir. All that pass by. It cannot hold; no reason

Sen. I go, sir ? - take the bonds along with you, Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho!

And have the dates in compt. Caphis, I say !

Caph.

I will, sir.
Sen.

Go. (Exeunt.
Enter Caphis,
Caph. Here, sir ; What is your pleasure ?

SCENE II. - A Hall in Timon's House. Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord Enter Flavius, with many Bills in his Hand. Timon;

Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of expense, Importune him for my monies : be not ceas'd s

That he will neither know how to maintain it, With slight denial; nor then silenc'd, when - Nor cease his flow of riot: Takes no account Commend me to your master — and the cap

4 1.c. All happiness to you. 3 Stopped.

By his heaven he means good advice.

Page. No.

How things go from him; nor resumes no care Var. Serv. I speak not to thee.
Of what is to continue : Never mind

Apem. No; 'tis to thyself, — Come away. Was to be so unwise, to be so kind.

[To the Fool. What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel : All Serv. What are we, Apemantus ? I must be round with him now he comes from hunting.

Apem. Asses. Fye, fye, fye, fye!

All Serv. Why?

Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do not Enler Caphis, and the Servants of Isidore and

know yourselves. VARRO.

Speak to 'em, fool.

Fool. How do you, gentlemen ?
Caph.
Good even, Varro : What,

All Serv. Gramercies, good fool: How does your You come for money ?

mistress? Var. Serv.

Is't not your business too? Caph. It is; - And yours too, Isidore ?

Enter Page. Isid. Serv.

It is so.

Fool. Look you, here comes my mistress' page. Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd !

Page. (To the Fool.] Why, how now, captain ? Var. Serv.

I fear it. what do you in this wise company ? — How dost Caph. Here comes the lord.

thou, Apemantus ?

Apem. 'Would I had a rod in my mouth, that I Enter Timox, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, fc.

might answer thee profitably. Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, Page. Pr'ythee, Apemantus, read me the super. My Alcibiades. With me? What's your will? scription of these letters; I know not which is which.

Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues. Apem. Canst not read?
Tim. Dues? Whence are you?
Caph.

Of Athens here, my lord. Apem. There will little learning die then, that Tim. Go to my steward.

day thou art hanged. This is to lord Timon; this Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off to Alcibiades. Go. To the succession of new days this month :

Page. Answer not, I am gone. (Erit Page My master is awak'd by great occasion,

Apem. Even so thou out-run’st grace. Fool, I To call upon his own; and humbly prays you, will go with you to lord Timon's. That with your other noble parts you'll suit,

Fool. Will you leave me there? In giving him his right.

Apem. If Timon stay at home. — You three servi Tim.

Mine honest friend, three usurers ? I pr’ythee, but repair to me next morning.

AU Serv. Ay; 'would they served us ! Caph. Nay, good my lord,

Apem. So would I, - as good a trick as ever Tim.

Contain thyself, good friend. hangman served thief.
Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, my good lord, - Fool. Are you three usurers' men ?
Isid. Serv.

From Isidore ; All Serv. Ay, fool.
He humbly prays your speedy payment, -

Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his serCapk. If you did know, my lord, my master's vant: My mistress is one, and I am her fool. When wants,

men come to borrow of your masters, they approach Var. Serv. Twas due, on forfeiture, my lord, six sadly, and go away merry; but they enter my misweeks,

tress' house merrily, and go away sadly.

Var. Serv. Thou art not altogether a fool. Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my lord; Fool. Nor thou altogether a wise man: as much And I am sent expressly to your lordship.

foolery as I have, so much wit thou lackest. Tim. Give me breath :

Apem. That answer might have become ApeI do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;

mantus. (Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords. All Serv. Aside, aside ; here comes lord Timon. I'll wait upon you instantly. — Come hither, pray you [To Flavius.

Re-enter Timon and Flavius. How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd Apem. Come, with me, fool, come. With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds, Fool. I do not always follow lover, elder brother, And the detention of long-since-due debts, and woman; sometime, the philosopher. Against my honour ?

(Exeunt APEMANTUS and Fool. Flav.

Please you, gentlemen, Flav. 'Pray you, walk near; I'll speak with you The time is unagreeable to this business :

[Ereunt Serv. Your importunacy cease, till after dinner ;

l'im. You make me marvel : Wherefore, ere this That I may make his lordship understand

time, Wherefore you are not paid.

Had you not fully laid my state before me; Tim.

Do so, my friends :

That I might so have rated my expense, See them well entertain'd.

[Erit Timon. As I had leave of means? Flav. I pray, draw near. [Exit Flavius. Flav.

You would not hear me. Enter APEMANTUS and a Fool.

At many leisures I propos'd.

Tim. Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Ape- Perchance, some single vantages you took, mantus; let's have some sport with 'em,

When my indisposition put you back; Var. Serv. Hang him, he'll abuse us.

And that unaptness made your minister, Isid. Serv. A plague upon him, dog!

Thus to excuse yourself. Var. Serv. How dost, fool ?

Flav.

O my good lord ! Apem. Dost dialogue with thy shadow ? At many times I brought in my accounts,

And past,

anon.

Go to:

Laid them before you; you would throw them off, Tim. I will despatch you severally. – You, to And say, you found them in mine honesty.

lord Lucius. When, for some trifling present, you have bid me To lord Lucullus you; I hunted with his Return so much", I have shook my head, and wept; Honour to-day; - You to Sempronius; Yea, 'gainst the authority of manners, pray'd you Commend me to their loves; and, I am proud, To hold your hand more close: I did endure

say, Not seldom, nor no slight checks; when I have That my occasions have found time to use them Prompted you, in the ebb of your estate,

Toward a supply of money: let the request
And your great flow of debts. My dear-lov'd lord, Be fifty talents.
Though you hear now, (too late !) yet now's a time, Flam.

As you have said, my lord. The greatest of your having lacks a half

Flav. Lord Lucius, and lord Lucullus ? humph! To pay your present debts.

(Aside. Tim.

Let all my land be sold. Tim. Go you, sir, [To another Serv.] to the Flav. 'Tis all engag'd, some forfeited and gone;

senators, And what remains will hardly stop the mouth (of whom, even to the state's best health, I have Of present dues : the future comes apace:

Deserv'd this hearing,) bid 'em send o' the instant What shall defend the interim ? and at length A thousand talents to me. How goes our reckoning?

Flav.

I have been bold, Tim To Lacedæmon did my land extend. (For that I knew it the most general way,)

Flav. O my good lord, the world is but a word; To them to use your signet, and your name; Were it all yours to give it in a breath,

But they do shake their heads, and I am here Ilow quickly were it gone ?

No richer in return,
Tim.
You tell me true.

Tim.

Is't true? can it be? Flav. If you suspect my husbandry, or falsehood, Flav. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice, Call me before the exactest auditors,

That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot And set me on the proof. So the gods bless me, Do what they would ; are sorry — you are honourWhen all our offices 7 have been oppress'd

able, With riotous feeders; when our vaults have wept But yet they could have wish'd — they know not-With drunken spilth of wine; when every room

but Ilath blaz'd with lights, and bray'd with minstrelsy; Something hath been amiss - a noble nature I have retir'd me to a wasteful cock,

May catch a wrench — would all were well - 'tis And set mine eyes at flow.

pity Tim.

Pry'thee, no more. And so, intending 9 other serious matters, Flav. Heavens, have I said, the bounty of this lord! After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions, How many prodigal bits have slaves, and peasants, With certain half-caps', and cold-moving nods, This night englutted! Who is not Timon's ? They froze me into silence. What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is lord Tim.

You gods, reward them! Timon's ?

I pr’ythee, man, look cheerly; These old fellows Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon ? Have their ingratitude in them hereditary : Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this praise, Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows ; The breath is gone whereof this praise is made : "Tis lack of kindly warmth, they are not kind; Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers, And nature, as it grows again toward earth, These flies are couch’d.

Is fashion'd for the journey, dull, and heavy. Tim.

Come, sermon me no further : Go to Ventidius, – [To a Serv.] 'Pr’ythee, [To No villainous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart ;

Flavius.] be not sad, Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.

Thou art true, and honest; ingeniously? I speak, Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack, No blame belongs to thee: (To Seru.] Ventidius To think I shall lack friends ? Secure thy heart ;

lately If I would broach the vessels of my love,

Buried his father; by whose death, he's stepp'd And try the argument of hearts by borrowing, Into a great estate : when he was poor, Men, and men's fortunes, could I frankly use, Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends, As I can bid thee speak.

I clear'd him with five talents; Greet him from me; Flav.

Assurance bless your thoughts! Bid him suppose, some good necessity Tim. And, in some sort, these wants of mine are Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd crown'd 8,

With those five talents : - that had, - (To Flav.] That I account them blessings; for by these

give it these fellows Shall I try friends: You shall perceive, how you To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think, Mistake my fortunes; I am wealthy in my friends. That Timon's fortunes 'inong his friends can sink. Within there, bo! — Flaminius, Servilius !

Flav. I would, I could not think it; that thought

is bou ty's foe; Enter FLAMINIUS, SERVILIUS, and other Servants.

Being free 3 itself, it thinks all others so. [Exeunt. Serv. My lord, my lord, A certain sum.

• Intending had anciently the same meaning as attending. ? The apartments allotted to culinary offices, &c.

A hall.cap is a cap slightly moved, not put off
For ingenuously.

Liberal, not parsimonious. 8 Dignified, made respectable.

ACT III

down to you.

SCENE I. - A Room in Lucullus's House. Has friendship such a faint and milky heari,

It turns in less than two nights? O, you gods, FLAMINIUS waiting. Enter a Servant to him.

I feel my master's passion ! 6 This slave
Serv. I have told my lord of you; he is coming Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him :

Why should it thrive, and turn to nutriment,
Flam. I thank you, sir.

When he is turn'd to poison ?
Enter LUCULLUS.

0, may diseases only work upon't !

And, when he is sick to death, let not that part of Serv. Here's my lord.

nature Lucul. (Aside.] One of lord Timon's men ? a gift, I warrant. Why this hits right; I dreamt of Which my lord paid for, be of any power a silver bason and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest To expel sickness, but prolong his hour! (En Flaminius; you are very respectively 4 welcome,

SCENE II. sir. - Fill me some wine. [Erit Servant.] And

· A publick Place. how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted

Enter Lucius, with three Strangers. gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord Luc. Who, the lord Timon ? he is my very good and master ?

friend, and an honourable gentleman. Flam. His health is well, sir.

1 Stran. We know him for no less, though we are Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, sir. but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, And what hast thou there, under thy cloak, pretty my lord, and which I hear from common rumours; Flaminius?

now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, Flam. 'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; and his estate shrinks from him. which, in my lord's behalf, I come to entreat your

Luc. Fye, no, do not believe it: he cannot want honour to supply ; who, having great and instant for money occasion to use fifty talents, hath sent to your lord

2 Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that not ship to furnish him; nothing doubting your present long ago, one of his men, was with the lord Lucullus

, assistance therein.

to borrow so many talents; nay, urged extremely Lucul. La, la, la, la, — nothing doubting, says for't, and show'd what necessity belong'd to't, and he? alas, good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he

yet was denied. would not keep so good a house. Many a time and Luc. How? often I have din’d with him, and told him on't; and

2 Stran. I tell you, denied, my lord. come again to supper to him, of purpose to have him

Luc. What a strange case was that? now, before spend less: and yet he would embrace no counsel, the gods, I am asham'd on't. Denied that honourtake no warning by my coming. Every man has able man? there was very little honour show'd in't his fault, and honesty 5 is his; I have told him on't, For my own part, I must needs confess, I have rebut I could never get him from it.

ceived some small kindnesses from him, as money, Re-enter Servant with Wine.

plate, jewels, and such like trifles, nothing comSery. Please your lordship, here is the wine.

paring to his; yet, had he mistook him, and cut Lucul. Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so Here's to thee. Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure.

Enter SERVILIUS. Lucul. I have observed thee always for a towardly Ser. See, by good hap, yonder's my lord; I have prompt spirit, - give thee thy due, — and one that sweat to see his honour. My honoured lord. knows what belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in Luc. Servilius ! your are kindly met, sir. Fare thee thee. Get you gone, sirrah. (To the Servant, well: Commend me to thy honourable-virtuous who goes out.] – Draw nearer honest Flaminius. lord, my very exquisite friend. Thy lord's a bountiful gentleman : but thou art Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath wise; and thou knowest well enough, although sent thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend Luc. Ha! what has he sent? I am so much

noney; especially upon bare friendship, without endeared to that lord; he's ever sending: How security. Here's three solidares for thee; good boy, shall I thank him, thinkest thou? And what has wink at me, and say, thou sawest me not. Fare he sent now? thee well.

Ser. He has only sent his present occasion now, Flam. Is't possible, the world should so much my lord ; requesting your lordship to supply his instant differ;

use with so many talents. And we alive, that liv'd ? Fly, damned baseness, Luc. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; To him that worships thee.

He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents. (Throwing the Money away.

Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my Lucul. Ha! Now I see thou art a fool, and fit If his occasion were not virtuous, for thy master,

(Erit Lucullus. I should not urge it half so faithfully. Flam. May these add to the number that may Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius ? scald thee!

Ser. Upon my soul, 'tis true, sir. Thou discase of a friend, and not himself!

Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurnish * For respectfully. $ Honesty here means liberality,

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