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And none but tyrants use it cruelly.
What? It pleases time, and fortune, to lie heavy
Alcih. I cannot think, but your age has forgot me; Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood,
It could not else be, I should prove so base, 2
Do you dare our anger ? Of comely virtues :
'Tis in a few words, but spacious in effect; Nor did le soil the fact with cowardice;
We banish thee for ever. (An honor in him, which buys out his fault;)
Banish me? But, with a noble fury, and fair spirit,
Banish your dotage; banish usury, Seeing his repuiation touch'd to death,
That makes the senate ugly. He did oppose his toe :
1 Sen.lattertwo days'shine. Athens contain thee, And with such sober and unnoted passion Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell He did behave nis anger, ere 'rivas spent,
our spirit, As if he had but prov'd an argument.
He shall be executed presently. [E.reunt Senators. 1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox,
Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough: that Striving to make an ugly deed look fair;
you may live Your words have took such pains, as if they labor'd Only in bone, that none may look on you ! To bring manslaughter into form, set quarelling I am worse than mad: I have kept back their Upon the bead of valor; which, indeed,
foes, ls valor misbegot, and came into the world
While they have told their money, and let out When sects and tactions were newly born : Their coin upon large interest; I myself, He's truly valiant, that can wisely sufler
Rich only in large hurts;--All those, for this ? The worst wat man can breathie; and make his Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate wrongs
Pours into captains' wounds? ha! banishment? His outsides; wear them like his raiment,carelessly; it comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd; And ne'er preser his injuries tv his heart,
It is a cause worthy iny spleen and fury, To bring it iuto danger.
That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,
My discontented troops, and lay for hearts, What folly 'tis to bazard lite for ill!
'Tis honor with most lands to be at odds; Alcih. My lord, -
Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods. 1 Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear;
(E.ru. To revenge is no valor, but to bear. Alcib. My lords, then, under favor, pardon me,
SCENE VI.-A magnificent Room in Timon's If I speak like a captain.
House. Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, Music. Tables out: Servants attending. Enter And not endure all threatenings? sleep upon it
divers Lords, at several Doors. And let the foes quietly cut their thi
1 Lord. The good time of day to you, sir. Without repugnancy? but if there be
2 Lord. I also wish it to you.
I think, this Such valor in the bearing, what make we
honorable lord did but try us this other day. Abroad? why then, women are more valiant, 1 Lord. Upon that were my thoughts tiring.' That stay at home, if bearing carry it;
when we encountered: I hope it is not so low And th'ass more captain than the lion; the felon, with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his Laden with irons, wiser than the judge,
several friends. If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords,
2 Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion of As you are great, be pititully good :
his new feasting. Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood ?
1 Lurd. I should think so: He hath sent me an To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;!
earnest inviting.which many my near occasions did But, in defence, by mercy, 'us most just.
urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond To be in anger, is impieiy;
them, and I must needs appear. But who is man, that is not angry?
2 Lorit. In like manner was I in debt to my Weigh but the crime with this.
importunate business, but he would not hear my 2 Sen. You breathe in vain.
excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, Alcib.
In vain ? his service done At Lacedæmon, and Byzantium,
that my provision was out.
1 Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I underWere a suflicient briber for his life.
stand how all things go. 1 Sen. What's that? Alcib. Why, I say, my lords, h'as done fair have borrowed of you?
2 Loril. Every man here's so. What would he
I Lord. A thousand pieces. And slain in tight many of your enemies :
2 Luril. A thousand pieces ? How full of valor did le bear himself
1 Lord. What of you? In the last contlict, and made plenteous wounds! 3 Lord. He sent to me, sir-Here he comes.
2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with'em, he Is a sworn rioter; h'as a sin that often
Enter Timon, and Attendants. Drowns him, and takes his valor prisoner:
Tim. With all my heart, gentlemen both :- And If there were no foes, that were enough alone how fare you? To overcome him : in that beastly fury
| Lord. Ever at the best, hearing well of your He has been known to commit outrages,
lordship. And cherish tactions: 'Tis interr'd to us,
2 Lord. The swallow follows not summer more His days are foul, and his drink dangerous. willing, than we your lordship. 1 Sen. He dies.
Tim. ( Asilt.] Nor more willingly leaves winter; Alcib. Hard fate! he might have died in war. such summer-birds are men.-Gentlemen, our My lords, if not for any parts in him,
dinner will not recompense this long stay: feast (Though his right arm might purchase his own time, your cars with the music awhile; if they will fare And be in debt to none,) yet more to move you, so harshly on the trumpet's sound: we shall lo't Take my deserts to bis, and join them both: presently. And, for I know, your reverend ages love
1 Lord. I hope it remains not unkindly with your Security, I'll pawn my victories, all
lordship, that I returned you an empty messenger. My honor to you, upon his good returns.
Tim. O, sir, let it not trouble you. It by this crime he owes the law his life,
2 Lord. My noble lord,Why, let the war receive't in valiant gore;
Tim. Ah, my good friend, what cheer? For law is strict, and war is nothing more.
[The Banquet brought in. 1 Sen. We are for law, be dies; urge it no more, 2 Lord. My most honorable lord, I am e'en sick On height of our displeasure : Friend, or brother, of shame, that when your lordship this other day He forfeits his own blood, that spills another. sent to me, I was so unfortunate a beggar.
Alcib. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, Tim. Think not on't, sir. I do beseech you, know me.
1 For dishonored. 2 Sen. How? Alcib. Call me to your remembrances.
3 We should now say-lay out for hearts, i.e. the affec
tions of the people. • Manage, govern.
· For aggravation. • To tire on a thing, meant to be idly employed on it.
2 Lord. If you had sent but two hours before,- Some speak. What does his lordship mean?
Tim. Let it not cumber your better remembrance. Some other. I know not.
Tiin. May you a better feast never borhold, 2 Lord. All covered dishes!
You knotoi mouth friends! smoke, alid iube-warın 1 Lord. Royal cheer, I warrant you.
who stuck and spangled you with latteries, i Lord. How do you ? what's the news?
Washes it oil, and sprukles in your laces 3 Lurd. Alcibiades is banislı’d: Hear you of it?
(Throwing unter in their faces. 1 & 2 Lord. Alcibiades banished !
Your rceky villany. Live loath'u and long, 3 Lord. 'Tis so, be sure of it.
Most smiling, smooth, detested parasite, 1 Lord. How ? how ?
Courteous destroyers, atlable wolves, meek bears, 2 Lord. I pray you, upon what?
You fools ot' fortune, trencher-friends, tine's dies, Tim. My worthy friends, will you draw near? Cap and knee slaves, vapors, and mini-jacks!
3 Lord. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble orman and beast, the intinite malady feast toward.
Crust you quite o'er :- What, dust inou go? 2 Lord. This is the old man still.
Soit, take thy physic lirsi-ihou 100,--aud thou ;3 Lord. Will't hold? will't hold?
[Throws the Dishes at the m, un uruves 2 Lurd. It does : but time will-and so
them out. 3 Lord. I do conceive.
Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.-Tim. Each man to his stool, with that spuras he What, all in motion ? Henceforth be no feast, would to the lip of his mistress : your diet shall Whereat a villain's not a om gust be in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, Burn, house! sink, Athens! bencelorth hated be to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the tirst 01 Timon, man, and all humanity!
(Exit. place: Sit, sit. The gods require our thanks.
Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords and Senators. You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with
1 Lord. How now, my lords? thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves
2 Lord. Know you the quality of lord Timon's pruiseil : but reserve still lo give, lest your deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that one need 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap ? not lend to another; for, were your golheads to 4 Lord, I have lost iny gown. borrow of men, men would forsake the gorts. Make the meat be beloved, more than the mun that gives il. humor sways him. lle gave me a jewel the other
3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but Let no assembly of twenty be without a score of day, and now he has beat it out of my hat :-Did villuins : If there sit twelve women at the table, let a duzen of them be-as they are.-The rest of your
you see my jewel ?
4 Lurd. Did you see my cap?
2 Lurd. Here'tis.
1 Lord. Let's make no stay.
I feel't upon my bones. welcome.
4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next day Uncover, dogs, and lap.
'[Exeunt. [The Dishes uncovered are full of warm water.
SCENE I.-Without the Walls of Athens.
Take thou that too, with multiplying bans !9
Timon will to the woods; where he shall find Enter TIMON.
The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind Tim. Let me look back upon thee, O thou wall The gods confound (hear me, ye good gods all) That girdlest in those wolves! Dive in the earth, The Athenians both within and out that wall! And fence not Athens ! Matrons, turn incontinent! And grant, as Timon grows, bis hate may grow Obedience fail in children! slaves and fools, To the whole race of inankind, high and low! Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, Amen.
[ Exit. And minister in their steads! to general tiltbs6 Convert, o' the instant, green virginity!
SCENE II.-Athens. A Room in Timon's
1 Serv. Hear you, master steward, where's our Large-handed robbers your grave masters are;
Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you?
Such a house broke!
And go along with him!
As we do turn our backs
So his familiars to his buried fortunes
Slink all away; leave their false vows with him,
Enter other Servants.
Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house.
3 Sery Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery, Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee, That see I by our faces; we are tellows still, But nakedness, thou détestable town!
• Jacks of the clock; like those of St. Dunstan's church, • The lowest.
6 Common sewers. in Flet street. • For libertinism.
9 Accuin ulated curses.
Serving alike in sorrow: Leak'd is our bark; Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st odds And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck, Among the rout ot' nations, I will make thee Hearing the surges thrcat: we must all part Do thy right nature.- March afar 01:]-Ha! a Into this sea of air.
drum?-Thou'rt quick, Flav. Good fellows all,
But yet I'll bury thee: Thou'lt go, strong thief, The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you. When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand:Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake, Nay, stay thou out for earnest. Keeping some gold. Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and say, As 'were a knell unto our master's fortunes,
Enter ALCIELADES, with Dam and Fife, in warlike We have seen beiler days. Let each take some;
manner; PHRENIA and TIMANDRA. (Giring them Money. Alcib.
What art thou there? Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more: Speak. Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.
Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw (Exeunt Servants.
thy heart, 0, the fiercel wretchedness that glory brings us ! For showing me again the eyes of man' Who would not wish to be from wealth exeinpt, Alcib. What is thy name ? Is man so liateful to Since riches point to misery and contempt?
thee, Who'd be so mock'd with glory? or to live
That art thyself a man? But in a dream of friendship?
Tim. I am misanthropos, and hate mankind. To have his pomp, and all what state compounds, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, But only painted like his varnish'd friends! That I might love thee something. Poor honest lord, brought low by his own heart, Alcib.
I know thee well: Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood, 2 But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. When a man's worst sin is, he does too much good! Tim. I know thee too, and more than that I Who then dares to be halt so kind again ?
know thee, For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar men. I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; My dearest lord,-bless'd, to be most accurs'd, With man's blood paint the ground, gules, gules: Rich, only to be wretched ;-thy great fortunes Religious canons, civil laws are cruel; Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind lord ! Then what should war be? This tell whore of thine He's tlung in rage from this ungrateful seat Hath in her inore destruction than thy sword, Of monstrous friends: nor has he with him to For all her cherubin look. Supply his life, or that which can command it. Phr.
Thy lips rot off! I'll follow, and inquire him out;
Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot reiurns I'll serve his mind with my best will;
To thine own lips again. Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still. [Exit. Alcib. How came the noble'rinion to this change? SCENE III.-The Woods.
Tim. As the moon does, by wanting light to give: Enter Timox.
But then renew I could not like the moon;
There were no suns to borrow of. Tim. O blessed breeding sun, draw from the earth Alcib.
Noble Timon, Rotten humidity; below thy sister's orb
What friendship may I do thee? Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb,- Tim.
None, but to Whose procreation, residence, and birth,
Maintain my opinion. Scarce is dividant,--touch them with several for- Alcib.
What is it, Timon ? tunes;
Tim. Promise me friendship, but periorm none: It The greater scorns the lesser: Not nature,
Thou wilt not promise, the gods plaque thee, for To whom all sores lay siege,can bear great fortune, Thou arta man! Ifthou dost perform,conioundthee, But by3 contempt of nature.
For thou'rt a man! Raise me this beggar, and denude that lord;
Alcib. I have heard in some sort of thy miscries. The senator shall bear contempt hereditary,
Tim. Thou saw'st them, when I had prosperity. The beygar native honor.
Alcib. I see them now; then was a blessed time. It is the pasture lards the brother's sides,
Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace oi hariots. The want that makes him lean. Who dares, who Timan. Is this the Athenian minion, whom the dares,
world In purity of manhood stand upright,
Voiced so regardfully? And say, This man's a flatterer? If one be,
Art thou Timandra ! So are ihey all; for every grize of fortune
Yes, Is smooth'd by that below: the learned pate
Tim. Be a whore still! they love thee not, that Ducks to the golden tool: All is oblique;
use thee; There's nothing level in our cursed natures, Give them diseases, leaving with thee their lust. But direct villany. Therefore be abhorr'd
Make use of thy salt hours: season the slaves All feasts, societies, and throngs of men!
For tubs,and baihs; bring down rose-checked youth His semblable, yea, himself, Timon disdains:
To the tub-fast, and the diet. Destruction fange mankind !-Earth, yield me Timan.
Hang thee, monster! roots!
(Digging. Alcib. Pardon him, sweet Timandra ; for his wits Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate Are drown'd and lost in his calamities.-With thy most operant poison! What is here? I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold ? No, gods, The want whereot' doth daily make revolt I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear heavens ! In my penurious band: I have heard, and griev'd, Thus much of this, will make black, white; foul, How cursed Athens, mindless of thy woribi, tair;
Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbor states Wrong, right; base, noble; old, young; coward, But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them, valiant.
Tim. I pr'yihee, beat thy drum,and get thee kone Ha, you gods! why this? What this, you gods? Alcib. I am thy friend, and pity thee, dear Timon. Why this
Tim. How dost thou pity him, whom thou dost Will lug your priests and servants from your sides;
trouble ? Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: I had rather be alone. This yellow slave
Why, fare thee well:
Keep't, I cannot eat it. And give them title, knee, and approbation,
Alcib. When I have laid proud Athens on a With senators on the bench: this is it,
heap: That makes the wappen'd' widow wed again; Tim. Warr'st thou 'gainst Athens ? She, whom the spital-house, and ulcerous sores, Alcib.
Ay, Timon, and hirve cause, Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices Tim. The gods confound them all i'thy conuest; To the April day again. Come, damned earth,
and i llasty, precipitate. 9 Propensity, disposition. Thee after, when thou hast conquerd! 3 Bitly is here used for without.
Why me, Tiinon ? • Seize gripo.
• Sorrowful. • i... Gold restores her to all the sweetness and fresh- * Alluding to the cure of the lues venerea, then in ness of youth.
We but offend him.By killing villains, thou wast born to conquer Strike. My country.
(Drum beats. Exit ALCIBIADES, PHRYNIA, Put up thy gold: Go on,-here's gold,-go on;
and TIMANDRA. Be as a planetary plague, when Jove
Tim. That nature, being sick of man's unkind. Will o'er some high-vic'd city hang his poison
ness, In the sick air: Let not thy sword skip one: Should yet be hungry!-Common mother, thou Pity not honor'd age for his white beard,
[Digging. He's an usurer: Strike me the counterfeit matron: Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast, It is her habit only that is honest,
Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle, Herselt's a bawd: Let not the virgin's cheek Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd, Make soft thy trenchants sword; for those milk- Engenders ihe black toad, and adder blue, paps,
The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd worm, That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes, With all the abhorred births below crisps heaven Are not within the leaf of pity writ,
Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine; Set them down horrible traitors: Spare not the babe, Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate, Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhaust their From forth thy plenteous bosom one poor root ! mercy;
Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, Think it a bastard,9 whom the oracle
Let it no more bring out ingrateful man ! Hath doubtfully pronounced thy throat shall cut, Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears ; And mince it sans remorse: swearagainst objects:2 | Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face Put armor on thine ears, and on thine eyes,
Hath to the marble mansion all above Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor babes, Never presented !-0, a root,-Dear thanks! Nor sight of priests in holy vestinents bleeding, Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas : Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay thy soldiers : Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorish draughts, Make large confusion; and, thy fury spent,
And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, Con founded be thyself! Speak not, be gone.
That irom it all consideration slips! Alcib. Hast thou gold yet? I'll take the gold
More man? Plague! plague!
Apem. I was directed hither: Men report
Thou dost affect my manners, and dost use them. upon thee! Phr. & Timan. Give us some gold, good Timon:
Tim. 'Tis then, because thou dost not keep a dog Hast thou more ?
Whom I would imitate: Consumption catch thee! Tim. Enough to make a whore forswearher trade,
Apem. This is in thee a nature but affected; And to make whores, a bawd. Hold up, you sluts, from change of fortune. Why this spade ? this
A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung
This slave-like habit, and these looks of care ? Into strong shudders, and to heavenly agues, The immortal gods that hear you, --spare your Hug their diseas'd perfumes, and have forgot
Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie soft, oaths,
That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods, I'll trust to your conditions :3 Be whores still; And he whose pious breath seeks to convert you,
By putting on the cunning of a carper.
Be thou a tlatterer now, and seek to thrive Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up;
By that which has undone thee: hinge thy knee, Let your close fire predominate his smoke, And be no turncoats: Yet may your pains, six
And let his very breath, whom thou'lt observe,
Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious strain, months, Be quite contrary: And thatch your poor thin roofs And call it excellent; thou wast told thus; With burdensof'the dead ;-some that were hang'd. Thou gav'st thine cars, like tapsters, that bid wel.
come, No matter :-wear them, betray with them: whore still;
To knaves, and all approachers; 'Tis most just, Paint till a horse may mire upon your face :
That thou turn rascal; hadst thou wealth again,
Rascals should have't. Do not assume my likeness. A pox of wrinkles !
Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. Phr. & Timan. Well, more gold ;-What then?Believe't, that we'll do any thing for gold.
Apem. Thou hast cast away thyself, being like Tim. Consumptions sow
thyself; In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp, shins,
A madman so long, now a fool: What, think'st And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's voice, Will put thyshirt on warm? Will these moss'd trees,
That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, That he may never more false title plead, Nor sound his quillets shrilly : hoar the flamen,
That have outliv'd the eagle, page thy heels, That scolds against the quality of flesh,
And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold And not believes himself: down with the nose,
brook, Down with it flat; take the bridge quite away
Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste, Of him, that his particular to foresee,
To cure thy o'ernight surseii? call the creatures,Smells from the general weal: make curl’d-pate Of wreakful heaven; whose bare unboused trunks,
Whose naked natures live in all the spile ruflians bald; And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war
To the conflicting elements expos d, Derive some pain from you: Plague all;
Answer mere nature,-bid them tlatter thee;
0! thou shalt tindThat your activity may defeat and quell
A fool of thee: Departa The source of all erection.-There's more gold :Do you damn others, and let this damn you,
Apem. I love thee better now than e'er I did.
Tim. I hate thee worse.
Thou flatter'st misery. bounteous Timon. Tim. More whore, more mischief first; I have
Apem. I fatter not; but say thou art a caitiit:
Tim. Why dost thou seek me out? given you earnest. Alcib Strike up the drum towards Athens.
To vex thee.
Tim. Always a villain's oflice, or a fool's.
Dost please thyself in't?
What! a knave too !
Apem. If thou didst put this sour cold habit on Alcih. Call'st thou that harm?
To castigate thy pride, 'twere well: but thou Tim. Men daily find it such. Get thee away,
Dost it entorcedly; thou’dst courtier be again,
Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery And take thy beagles with thee.
Outlives uncertain pomp, is crown'd before;7
The one is filling still, never complete; . Cutting • An allusion to the tale of Edipus. The other at high wish : Best state, contentless, 1 Without pity: sise. Against objects of charity and compassion.
The serpent called the blind-worm. & Curved. i Vocations.
• Subtilties. ii.e. Arrives sooner at the completion of its wishes.
Hath a distracted and most wretched being,
Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men. Worse than the worst, content.
Tim. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the con Thou shouldst desire to die, being miserable, fusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts!
Tim. Not by his breaths that is more miserable. Apem. Ay, Timon. Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arm Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant With favor never clasp'd; but bred a dog.
thee to attain to! If thou wert the lion, the fox Hadst thou,like us, from our first swatho proceeded, would beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the fox The sweet degrees that this brief world affords would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the lion would To such as may the passive drugs of it
suspect thee,when,peradventure,thou wert accused Freely command, thou wouldst have plunged thyself by the ass: if thou wert the ass, thy dulness would In gen'ral riot; melted down thy youth
torment thee; and still thou livedst but as a breakIn dulerent beds of lusts; and never learn'd fast to the wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy greediThe icy precepts of respect, but follow'd
ness would aillict thee, and oft thou shouldst bizard The sugar'd game before thee. But myself thy life for thy dinner: wert thou the unicorn.pride Who had the world as my confectionary;
and wrath would confound thee, and make ibine The mouths, the tongues, the eyes and hearts of men own selt the conquest of thy fury: wert thon a bear, At duty, more than I could frame employment; thou wouldst be killed by the horse: wert thou a That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves
horse, thou wouldst be seized by the leopard: wert Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush thou a leopard, thou wert german to the lion, and Fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare the spots of thy kindred were jurors on thy lie: all For every storm that blows;--I to bear this, thy salery were remotion;- and thy detence absence. That never knew but better, is some burden: What beast couldst thou be, that wert not subject to Thy nature did commence in sutterance, time a beast? and what a beast art thou already, that Haih made thee bard in't. Why should'st thou hate seest not thy loss in transformation! men!
Apem. It thou couldst please me with speaking They never Natter'd thee. What hast thou given to me, thou mightst bave hit uponit here: The comI thou wilt curse,-thy father, that poor rag,
monwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts. Must be thy subject; who, in spite, put stuff
Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that thou To some she-beggar, and compounded thee, art out of the city ? Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone!
Apem. Yonder comes a poet and a painter: The If thou hadst not been born the worst of men plague of company light upon thee! I will fear to Thou hadst been a knave, and tlatterer.
catch it, and give way: When I know not whai clse Apem.
Art thou proud yet ? to do, I'll see thee again. Tim. Ay, that I am not thee.
Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou Apem.
I, that I was
shalt be welcome. I had rather be a begyar's dog, No prodigal.
than Apemantus. Tim. I, that I am one now;
Apem. Thou art the cap3 of all the fools alive. Were all the wealth I have shut up in thee,
Tim. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone.
upon. That the whole life of Athens were in this!
Apem. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to Thus would I eat it.
(Eating a root.
Here; I will mend thy feast. Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are pure.
[Offering him something. Apem. There is noleprosy but what thou speak st. Tim. First mend my company, take away thy
Tim. If I name thee.self.
I'll beat thee,--but I should infect my hands. Apem. So I shall mend mine own, by the lack Apem. I would, my tongue could rot them off! of thine.
Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog!
I swoon to see thee.
'Would thou would'st burst! Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou wilt,
Away, Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. Thou tedious rogue! I am sorry, I shall lose Apem. Here is no use for gold.
A stone by thee. [Throws a Slone at him. Tim.
The best and truest; Apem. Beast! For here it sleeps and does no hired harm.
Slave! Apem. Where ly’st o’nights, Timon?
Rogue, rogue, roque! Where feed'st thou o’days, Apemantus?
[APEMANTTS retreats backwaril, as going: Apem. Where my stomach iinds meat; or, rather, I am sick of this false world; and will love no ught where I eat it.
But even the mere necessities upon it. Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; my mind!
Lie where the light toam of the sea may beat Apem. Where wouldst thou send it?
Thy grave-stone daily ; make thine epitaph, Tim. To sauce thy dishes.
That death in me at others' lives may laughi. Apem. The middle of humanity thou never O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce knewest, but the extremity of both ends; When
[Looking on the Gold. thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they mock- 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright deliler ed thee for too much curiosity ;' in thy rags thou Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiani Mars! knowest none, but art despised for the contrary. Thou ever young, tresh, lov'd, and delicate w opoer, There's a medlar for thee, eat it.
Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snov Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.
That lies on Dian's lap; thou visible god, Apem. Dost hate a medlar?
That solder’st close impossibilities, . Tim. Ay, though it look like thee.
And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with e very Apem. An thou hadst hated meddlers sooner,
tongue, thou shouldst have loved thyself better now. What To every purpose! ( thou touch' of hearts ! man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was be- Think, ihy slave man rebels; and by thy virtute loved after his means?
Set them into contounding odds, that beasts Tim. Who, without those means thou talkest of, May have the world in empire ! didst thou ever know beloved ?
'Would 'twere so; Apem. Myself.
But not till I am dead !-I'll say, thou hast got d, Tim. I understand thee; thou hadst some means Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. to keep a dog.
Throng'dlo! A pem. What things in the world canst thou
Ay. Learest compare to thy fatterers ?
Tim. Thy back, I pr’ythec. Tim. Women nearest : but men, men are the Apem.
Live, and love thy misery. things themselves. What wouldst thou do with the Tim. Long live so, and so die!-I ain quito world, A pemantus, if it lay in thy power?
[Exit APENAS TUB. • By his voice, sentence.
• From infancy.
9 Remoteness; the being placed at a distance froin the • For too much finical delicacy.
lion. 3 The top, the priucipal.