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Apem. Let me stay at thy peril, Timon. I come to obferve. I give thee warning on't.

Tim. I take no heed of thee; th’art an Athenian, therefore welcome ; 'I myself would have no power. -Pr’ythee, let my meat make thee filent.

Apem. ' I scorn thy meat ; 'twould choak me, for I should ne'er flatter thee. O you Gods! what a number of men eat Timon, and be sees 'em not? It grieves me to see So many dip their meat in one man's blood, And, all the madnefs is, * he cheers them up too. I wonder, men dare trult themselves with men ! Methinks, they should invite them without knives; Good for their meat, and fafer for their lives. There's much example fort; the fellow, that Sits next him now, parts bread with him, and pledges The breath of him in a divided draught, Is th' readiest man to kill him. 'T has been provid. Were I a Great man, I fhould fear to drink,

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I myself would have no power] thee.

WARBURTON. If this be the true reading, the Of this emendacion there is sense is, all Athenians ari wets little need. The meaning is, I come to fare my fortune : I would could not swallow thy meat, for myself have no exclufsve right or I could not pay for it with Aatpower in this house. Perhaps we tery; and what was given me might read, I myself would bave with an ill will would stick in my ** poor. I would have every throat. Arbenian confider bimself as joint 3 So many dip their meat in one poffeffor of my fortune.

man's blood,] The allusion is 2,1 Jeern by meal, 'tworld to a pack of hounds trained to cheak me : FOR I jould ne'er pursuit by being gratified with Matter thee.] A very pretty rea

the blood of the animal which son why his meat would choak they kill, and the wonder is that bim, because he should never flat- the animal on which they are ter him. We should read and feeding cheers them to the chase. point this nonsense thus,

be cheers them up too.) I fearr tby meat : t'would choak I believe Shakespear wrote up to's. me 'FORB

WARBURTON. I flould e'er flatter thee.

I believe not. är before I should ever flatter



Lest they should spy my + wind-pipe's dangerous notes ; Great men should drink with harness on their throats. Tim. s My Lord, in heart; and let the health go

round. Lucul. Let it flow this way, my good Lord.

Apem. Flow this way !-a brave fellow! he keeps his tides well. Those healths will make thee and thy state look ill, Timon Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i'th' mire ; This and my food are equal. There's no odds. Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the Gods.

Apemantus's grace.
Immortal Gods, I crave no pelf;'
I pray for no man but myself ;
Grant, I may never prove so fond
To trust man on his oath, or bond

Or a harlot for hir weeping;
Or a dig, that seems e sleeping ;
Or a kieper with my freedom;
Or my friends, if I mould need 'em.
Amen, Amen ; Sa fall to't :

Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks. Much gcod dich thy good heart, Apemantus !

Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field


Alc. My heart is ever at your service, my Lord.

Tim. You had rather been at a breakfast of enemies, than a dinner of friends.

Alc. So they were blecding new, my Lord, there's

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5 My Lird, in heart;] That rotes;] The notes of the is, my Lord's health with finceri. wind-pipe seem to be only the ry. An emendation has been indications which shew where the proposed thus : My Love in beari, wind pipe is.

but it is not necessary.

to meat like 'em. I could wish my friend at such a feast.

Apern. Would all these fatterers were thine enemies then ; that thou might’st kill 'em, and bid me d'em!

Luc. Might we but have the happiness, my Lord, that

you would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourfelves for ever perfect.

Tim. Oh, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves have provided that I should have much help from you; ? how had you been my friends else? why have you that charitable title from thousands, & did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told more of you to myself, than you can with modefty speak in your own behalf. And thus far o I confirm you. Oh you Gods, think I, what need we have any friends, if we should never have need of 'em ? they would most resemble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I have oft wisht


for ever perfea ] That is, 8 did not you chie ?y belong to arrived at the perfection of hap: my heart?] I think it should be piness.

inverted thus : did I not chiefly 7 bow had

been my friends belong to your hearts. Lucius elle ? why have you

that charita- wilhes that Timon would give him ble title' from i ho fands,] The and the rest an opportunity of Oxford Editor alters charitable expresing some part of their zeals. title to character and tille. He Timon answers that, doubtless the did not know that charitable fig: Gods jave providei that I should nisies dear, endearing: no con

bave help from you; how else are fequently understood what iviiton you my friends ? why are you meant by,

ftiled my friends, if-what? if Relations dear, and all the Cha- I do noi love you. Such is the rities

present rea iing; but the conseOf father, for, and br ther- quence is not very clear; the Alms, in English, are called Cha- proper close must be, if you do rities, and from thence we may not love me, and to this my altecollect that our ancestors knew racion restores it. well in what the virtue of alms 9 lonfirm you.) I fix your chagiving consisted ; not in the act, racters firmly in my own mind. but the difition. WARE.


myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We are born to do benefits. And what better or properer can we call our own, than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis to have fo many, like brothers, commanding one another's fortunes! 'O joy, e'en made away ere't can be born ; ' mine eyes cannot hold water. Methinks to forget their faults, I drink to you.

Apem. Thou weep'st : to make them drink, Timor.

Lucul. Joy had the like conception in our eyes, And at that instant * like a babe fprung up.

Apem. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a baftard.

3 Lord. I promise you, my Lord, you mov'd me much.

Apem. Much!

Sound Tucket.

Tim. What means that trump? how now?

"Ojiy, i'en made away

ere's * mine eyes, &c.] In the ori can be born ;) For this Hanmer ginal edition the words stand writes, O joy, een made a joy thus: mine eyes cannot bold out ere't cun be born; and is follow. water, methinks. To forget their ed by Dr. Warburton. I am al- faults, I drink to you. Perhaps ways inclinable to think well of the true reading is this, Mine that which is approved by fo eres cannot hold out ; they waler, much learning and fagacity, yet Methinks, to forget their faults, I cannot receive this alteration. drink to you. Tears being the effect both of joy 3 to make them drink,] Hammer and grief supplied our authour reads, to make them drink thee, with an opportunity of conceic and is again followed by Dr. which he feldom fails to indulge. Warburion, I think without fufTimon weeping with a kind of ficient reason. The covert sense tender pleasure, cries out, Ojoy, of Apemantus is, what thou losef i'en made away, destroyed, turn- they get. ed to tears, before it can be born, 4 like a tabe] That is, a wetp before it can be fully pozeffed. ing babe.


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Enter Servant. Sero. Please you, my Lord, there are certain ladies most desirous of admittance.

Tim. Ladies? What are their wills?

Serv. There comes with them a fore-runner, my Lord, which bears that office to signify their pleasures.

Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.

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Enter Cupid with a Masque of Ladies, as Amazons,

with lutes in their bands, dancing and playing. Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all That of his bounties taste! the five best Senses Acknowledge thee their patron; and do come Freely to gratulate thy plenteous bosom : Th’Ear, Taste, Touch, Smell, pleas'd . from thy

Table rise, They only now come but to feast thine eyes. Tim. They're welcome all; let 'em have kind ad

mittance. Let musick make their welcome,

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touck, taste and smell, are all There sajte, toucb, all pleased feafted at thy board; and these from tby Table rife,

ladies come with me to entertain They only now- The five your fight in a Masque. Maj fenfes are talked of by Cupid, finger, in his Duke of Millaine, Bur three of them only are made copied the passage from Shake out ; and those only in a very spear; and, apparently, before heavy onintelligible manner. It it was thus corrupted; where, is plain therefore we should read. speaking of a banquet, he says, TH'EAR, tafle, touch, SMELL,

All that may be had pleas'd from the Table rife, To please the eye, the ear, tafte, THESE only now, &c.

touch or smelt, į. e. the five fenfes, Timon, aç, Are carefully provided. knowledge thee their patron;

WARBURTON, four of them, viz. the hearing,


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