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rest of your foes, O Gods, the senators of Athens, togė. ther with the common lag of people, what is amiss in them, you Gods, make suitable for destruction. For these my friends -as they are to me nothing, so in notbing bless them, and to nothing are they welcome. Uncover-Dogs, and lap.

[The dishes uncovered are full of warm water. Some speak. What does his Lordship mean? Some other. I know not.

Tim. May you a better feast never behold, You knot of mouth friends. Smoke, and lukewarm

water * Is your perfection. This is Timon's last. Who stuck 5 and spangled you with flatteries, Walhes it off, and sprinkles in your faces

[Throwing water in their faces. Your reeking villany. Live loath'd, and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested Parasites, Courteous Destroyers, affable Wolves, meek Bears, You Fools of fortune, Trencher-friends, Time-fies, Cap and knee Slaves, Vapors, and ? Minute-jacks; Of man and beast the * infinite malady Crust you quite o'er !—What, dost Thou go? Soft, take thy physick first-Thou too—and ThouStay, I will lend thee money, borrow none. What! all in motion ? henceforth be no feast, Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. Burn House, sink Athens, henceforth hated be Of Timon, man, and all humanity !

[Exit. 4 Is your perfection.-) Per. Time-flies,] Flies of a feason. fection, for exact or perfect like

minute-jacks ; ] Harmer ness.

WARBURTON. thinks it means Jack a lantern, Your perf. 2in, is the bigkeft which fines and disappears in of your excellence.

an instant. What it was I know 5 —and spangled you with not; but it was something

fratteries,] We Mould cer. quick motion, mentioned in Kicktainly read,

ard l. and spangled with YOUR * -the infinite malad;] Every flatteries.

WARB. kind of disease incident to man The present reading is right. and beaft.




Re-enter the Senators.


1 Sen. How now, my Lords?
2 Sen. Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury!
3 Sen. Pifh! did you see my cap ?
4 Sen. I've lost my gown.

1 Sen. He's but a mad Lord, and nought buc hu-
mour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other day,
and now he has beat it out of my cap. Did you see
my jewel ?
2 Sen. Did


fee 3 Sen. Here'tis. 4 Sen. Here lies my gown. i Sen. Let's make no stay. 2 Sen. Lord Timon's mad. 3 Sen. I feel't upon my bones. 4 Sen. One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.


my cap?



Without the Walls of Athens.

Enter TIMON. L

ET me look back upon thee, O thou Wall,

That girdlest in those wolves ! dive in the earth,
And fence not Athens ! Matrons, turn incontinent
Obedience fail in children ; Naves and fools
Pluck the grave wrinkled Senate from the bench,
And minister in their steads; to general filth
Convert o'ch'instant, green Virginity!

Ad 4.] The incidents of are taken from the Timon of Lualmost all the following scenes





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Do't in your parents' eyes. Bankrupts, hold fast;
Rather than render back, out with your knives,
And cut your trusters' throats. Bound servants, steal;
Large handed robbers your grave masters are,
And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed;
Thy mistress is ' i'ch' brothel. Son of fixteen,
Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping fire,
With it beat out his brains. Fear and Piety,
Religion to the Gods, peace, justice, truth,
Domeftick awe, night rest, and neighbourhood,
Instruction, manners, mysteries and trades,
Degrees, observances, customs and laws,
Decline to your confounding contraries !
And 'yet confusion live ! - Plagues, incident to men,
Your potent and infectious fevers heap
On Aibens, ripe for stroke! Thou cold Sciatica,
Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halo
As lamely as their manners. Lust and Liberty
Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth,
That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may strive,
And drown themselves in riot! Itches, Blains,
Sow all the Athenian bosoms, and their Crop
Be general Leprosy. Breath infect breath,
That their society, as their friendship, may
Be meerly poison. Nothing I'll bear from thee,
But nakedness, thou detestable town!
Take thou that too, with multiplying banns.
Timon will to the Woods, where he thall find
Th’unkindeit beast much kinder than mankind.
The Gods confound (hear me, ye good Gods all)
Th' Albenians both within and out that wall;
And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow,
To the whole Race of Mankind, high and low! (Exit.

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Changes to Timon's House.
* Enter Flavius, with two or three servants.
1 Serv. LEAR you, good master steward. Where's

our master?
Are we undone, cast off, nothing remaining?

Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you?
Let me be recorded by the righteous Gods,
I am as poor as you.

i Serv. Such a House broke!
So noble a master fall’n! all gone! and not
One friend to take his fortune by the arın,

go along with him?
2 Serv. As we do turn our backs
From our companion, thrown into his grave,
So his familiars 2 from his buried fortunes
Slink all away ; leave their false vows with him,
Like empty purses pick’d: and his poor self,
A dedicated beggar to the air,
With his disease of all shun'd poverty,
Walks, like Contempt, alone.-More of our fellows.

Enter other servants.
Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house!

3 Serv. Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery,
That see I by our faces; we are fellows still,
Serving alike in sorrow. Leak'd is our bark,
And we poor mates, stand on the dying deck,
Hearing the surges threat ; we must all part
Into the sea of air.

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Enter Flavius, ] Nothing thing but impartial kindness can contributes more to the exaltation gain affection from dependants. of Timon's character than the -- from his buried fortunes] zeal and fidelity of his servants. The old copies have to instead Nothing but real virtue can be of from. The correction is Harhonoured by domesticks; no- mir’s. Q.4


Flav. Good fellows all, The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you. Where-ever we shall meet, for Timon's fake, Ler’s yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and say, As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes, We have seen better days. Let each take some ;

[Giving them money. - Nay put out all your hands - not one word more. Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.

[They embrace, and part several ways. Oh, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us ! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt Since riches point to misery and contempt? Who'd be so nock'd with glory, as to live But in a dream of friendship, To have his Pomp, and all what State compounds, But only painted, like his varnish'd friends ? Poor honest Lord ! brought low by his own heart, Undone by goodness ; ' strange unusual blood, When man's worst fin is, he does too much good. Who then dares to be half so kind again? For bounty, that makes Gods, does still mar men. My deareft Lord, bleft to be most accurs'd, Rich only to be wretched ; thy great fortunes Are made thy chief aMictions. Alas, kind Lord! He's Aung in rage from this ungrateful Seat Of monstrous friends; Nor has he with him to supply his life, Or that which can command it. I'll follow and enquire him out ; I'll ever serve his mind with my best will; Whilft I have gold, I'll be his Steward still.



3-frange unusual blood,] introduction. I know not what Of this passage, I suppose, every to propose. Perhaps,

, reader would wish for a correc -strange unusual mood, tion, but the word, harsh as it may, by fome, be thought betis, stands fortified by the rhyme, ter, and by others worse. to which, perhaps, it owes its


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