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That shall demonstrate these quick blows of for. Poet. Admirable : How this grace
tunie Speaks his own standing ! what a inental power More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well, This eye shoots forth! bow big imagination To show lord Timon, that mean eyes have Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture The foot above the head
(seen One might interpret. Pain. It is a pretty mocking of the life.
Trumpets sound. Enter Timon, attended; the Hert is a touch ; Is'i good ?
SERVANT OJ VENTIDICs talking with him. Poet. I'll say of it,
Tim. Imprison'd is he, say you ? It tutors nature: artificial strife
Ven. Serv. Ay, my good lord : five talents is Lives in these touches, livelier than life.
his debt ;
His means most short, his creditors most strait : Enter certain SENATORS, and pass over. Your honourable letter be desires
(him, Pain, How this lord's follow'd !
To those have shut him up; which failing to Poet. The senators of Athens :-Happy men ! Periods his comfort. Pain. Look, more!
Tim. Noble Ventidius! Well; Poet. You see this confluence, this great flood I am not of that feather to shake off [him of visitors.
My friend wben he must need me. I do kuow I have, in this rough work, shap'd out a man, A gentleman that well deserves a help, Whom this beneath world doth embrace and which he shall have : I'll pay the debt, and free hug
him. With amplest entertainment: My free drift Ven. Serv. Your lordship ever binds him. Halts not particularly, + but moves itself
Tim. Commend me to him: I will send his In a wide sea of wax: no levell’d malice
ransoni ; Infects one coinma in the course I hold; And, being enfranchis'd, bid him to come to But flies an eagle flight, hold, and forth on, Leaving no tract bebind.
'Tis not cnough to help the feeble up, Pain. How shall I understand you?
But to support bin after.--Fare you well. Poet. I'll unbolt f to you.
Ven. Serv. All happiness to your honour ! You see how all conditions, how all minds,
[Erit. (As well of glib and slippery creatures, as of grave and austere quality,) tender down
Enter an old ATHENIAN. Their services to lord Timon : his large fortune, Old Ath. Lord Timon, hear me speak. Upon his good and gracious nature hanging, Tim. Freely, good father. Subdues and properties to his love and tend- Old Ath. Thou hast a servant pam'd Lu. ance
cilins. All sorts of hearts ; yea, foom the glass-fac'd Tim. I have so : What of him? fatterer
Old Ath. Most noble Timon, call the man To Apemantus, that few things loves better
Luc. Here, at your lordship's service. Poet. Sir, I have upou a high and pleasant Old Ath. This fellow here, lord Timon, this bill,
thy creature, Feigu'd Fortune to be throu'd : The base o’the By night frequents my house. I am a man mount
That from my first have been incliu'd to thrift; 1s rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures, Aud my estate deserves an heir more rais'u, That labour on the bosom of this sphere
Tban one which holds a trencher To propagate their states :ll amongst them all, Tim. Well; what further ? Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd, Old Ath. One only daughter have I, no kin One do I personate of lord Timon's frame,
else, Wbom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to On whom I may confer what I have got : her ;
(vants The maid is fair, o'the youngest for a bride, Whose present grace to present slaves and ser. And I have bred her at my dearest cost, Translates bis rivals.
In qualities of the best. This man of thine
Tim. The man is honest.
His honesty rewards him in itself,
It must not bear my daughter. All those which were his fellows but of late, Tim. Does she love him? (Some better than bis value,) on the moment Old Ath. She is young, and apt : Follow his strides, his lobbies till with tendance Our own precedent passions do instruct us Rain sacrificial whisperings 4 in his ear, What levity's in youth. Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him Tim. (7) Lucilius.] Love you the maid ! Drink •. the free air.
Luc. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts Pain. Ay, marry, what of these?
of it. Poet. When Fortune in her shift and change Old Ath. If in her marriage my consent be of mood,
inissing, Spurns down her late belov'd, all his depend. I call the gods to witness, I will choose Which labour'd after bim to the mountain's top, Mine beir from forth the beggars of the world, Even on their knees and hands, let himn slip and dispossess ber all. down,
Tim. How shall she he endow'd,
Old Ath. Three talents, on the present; in A thousand moral paintings I can show
Tim. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me • The contest of art with nature.
long : + My poem does not allude to any particular character. To build his fortune, I will strain a little, * Explain. the looks of his patron. Shewing, as a glass does by reflection, for 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter :
To advance their conditions of life. T Whisperings of officious servility. • Inhale.
What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise, Tim. An thou should'st, thou'dst angut And make him weigh with her.
ladies. Old Ath. Most noble lord,
Apem. Oh! they eat lords ; so they come by Pawn me to this your honour, she is his. great bellies. Tim. My hand to thee; mine honour on my Tim. That's a lascivious apprehension. promise.
Apem. So thou apprehend'st'it : Take it for Luc. Humbly I thank your lordship : Never thy labour. may
Tim. How dost thou like this jewel, Ape That state or fortune fall into my keeping, mantus ? Which is not ow'd to you !
Apem. Not so well as plain-dealing, • wbich (Ereunt Lucilius and old ATHENIAN. will not cost a man a doit. Poet." Vouchsale my labour, and long live Tim. What dost thou think 'tis worth 1 your lordship !
Apem. Not worth my thinking.-How now, Tim. I thank you; you shall hear from me poet? anon :
Poet. How now, philosopher ? Go not away.-Wbat have you there, my friend ? Apem. Thou liest.
Pain. A piece of painting, which i do be- Poet. Art not one ? Your lordship to accept.
(seech Apem. Yes. Tim. Painting is welcome.
Poet. Then I lie not. The painting is almost the natural man;
Apem. Art not a poet ? For since dishonour traffics with man's nature,
Poet. Yes. He is but outside : These pencil'd figures are Apem. Then thou liest : look in thy last Even such as they give out. * i like your work, where thou hast feign’d him a worthy work ;
fellow. And you shall find, I like it : wait attendance Poet. That's not feign'd, he is so. Till you hear further from me.
Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay Páin. The gods preserve you !
thee for thy labour : He that loves to be flat. Tim. Well the
you, gentlemen : Give me tered, is worthy o'the flatterer. Heavens, that I your b.!;
were a lord ! We must needs ne together.--Sir, your jewel Tim. What would'st do then, Apemantus ? Hath suffer'd u T praise.
Apem. Even as Apemantus does now, hate a Jew. What, luy lord ? dispraise ?
lord with my heart. Tim. A mere satiety of commendations. T'im. What, thyself : If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll’d,
Apem. Ay. It would unclew + me quite.
Tim. Wherefore ? Jew. My lord, 'tis rated
(know, Apem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord. As those, which sel!, would give : But you well | Art not thou a merchant ? Things of like value, differing in the owners, Mer. Ay, Apemantus. Are prized by their masters : believe't, dear lord, Apem. Traffic confound thee, if the gods will You mend the jewel by wearing it.
noti Tim. Well mock'd.
Mer. If traffic do it, the gods do it. Mer. No, my good lord ; he speaks the com- Apem. Traflic's thy god, and thy god confound mon tongue,
thee! Which all men speak with him. Tim. Look, who comes here. Will you be
Trumpets sound. Enter a SERVANT. chid ?
T'im. What trumpet's that?
Serv. "Tis Alcibiades, and
Some twenty horse, all of companionship.
Tim. Pray, entertain them; give thein guide Mer. He'll spare none.
to us. [Exeunt some Attendants. Tim. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apeman-You must needs dine with me :--Go not you tus!
[done, Apem. Till I be gentle, stay for thy good mor-Till I have thank'd yon ; and, when dinner's row;
(nonest. Show me this piece.-I am joyful of your When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves
sights.Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves ? thou know'st them not.
Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company. Apem. Are they not Athenians ?
Most welcome, Sir!
[They salute. Tim. Yes.
Apem. So, so ; there! Apem. Then I repent not.
Aches contract and starve your supple joints Jew. You know me, Apemantus.
That there should be small love 'mongst these Apem. Thou know'st I do ; I call'd thee by
(out thy name.
And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred Tim. Thou art proud, Apemantus.
Into baboon and monkey. + Apem. Of nothing so much, as that I am not Alcib. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, and I like Timon.
Most bungrily on your sight.
[feed Tim. Whither art going ?
Tim. Right welcome, Sir : Apem. To knock out an honest Athenian's Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time brains.
In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in. Tim. That's a deed thou'lt die for.
[Exeunt ali but APEMANTUS. Apem. Right, if doing nothing be death by the law.
Enter two Lorcs.
Apem. Time to be honest.
Apem. He wrought better, that made the pain- Apem. The most accursed thou, that still ter; and yet he's but a filthy piece of work.
omit'st it. Pain. You are a dog.
2 Lord. Thou art going to lord Timon's feast, Apem. Thy mother's of my generation : What's Apem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine she, if I be a dog ?
heat fools. T'im. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus
2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. No; I eat not lords.
• Alluding to the proverb • plain-dealing is a jewel, • What they profess to be.
but they who use it beggars.
+ His lineage degenerated into a monkey.
Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me farewell Apem. Let me stay at thine own peril, Tv twice.
mon; 2 Lord. Why, Apemantus ?
I come to observe ; I give thee warning on't. Apem. Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an I mean to give thee none.
Athenian ; therefore welcome : I myself would 1 Lord. Hang thyself.
have no power: pr’ythee, let my mçat make thee Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding : silent. Inake thy requests to thy friend.
A pem. I scoru thy meat; 'twould choke me 2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn
for I should thee hence.
Ne'er flatter thee.-0 you gous ! what a number Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the of men eat Timon, and he sees them not !
(Erit. It grieves me, to see so many dip their meat 1 Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, In one man's blood ; and all the madness is, sball we in,
He cheers them up too."
Methinks they should invite them without knives; 2 Lord. He pours it out : Plutus, the god of Good for their meat, and safer for their lives. gold,
There's much example for't; the fellow that
pledges But breeds the giver a return exceeding
The breath of bim in a divided draught, All use of quittance. +
Is the readiest man to kill him : it has been 1 Lord. The noblest mind he carries,
(prov'd, That ever goveru'd man.
Were a buge man, I should fear to drink at 2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall
meals ; we in ?
Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous 1 Lord. I'll keep you company. (Exeunt.
Great men should drink with harness + on their SCENE 11.-The same.-A Room of State in
throats. TIMON's House.
Tim. My lord, in heart; I and let the health
go round. Hautboys playing loud music. A great ban.
2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord. quet served in; Flavius and others attend.
Apem. Flow this way! ing; then enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, LU- A brave fellow !--he keeps his tides well. Ti
(mon. CIUS, LUCULLUS, SEMPPONIUS, and other Those healths will make thee and thy state look Athenian Senators, with VENTIDIUS, and
ill. Attendants. Then comes, dropping after Here's that wbich is too weak to be a sinner, all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly.
Honest water, which ne'er left n an i'the mire : Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleas'd the This and my food, are equals ; there's no odds gods remember
Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
Immortal gods, I crave no pels : Doubled, with thanks and service, from whose I pray for no man, but myself : help
Grant I may never prove so fond, $ I deriv'd liberty.
To trust man on his oath or bond ; Tim. Oh! by no means,
Or a harlot, for her weeping; Honest Ventidius : you mistake my love;
Or a dog, that seems a sleeping; I gave it freely ever; and there's none
Or a keeper with my freedom ; Can truly say he gives, if he receives :
Or my friends, if I should need 'em. If our betters play at that game, we must not Amen. So fall to't: dare
Rich men sin, and I eat root. To imitate them: Fanlts that are rich, are fair.
(Eats and drinks. Ven. A noble spirit.
Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus ! [They all stand ceremoniously looking on Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the TIMON.
field now. Tim. Nay, my lords, ceremony
Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my Was but devis'd at first, to set a gloss
lord. On faint deeds, hollow welcomes,
Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of ene-
there's no meat like them : I could wish my best
Apem. 'Would all those fatterers were thine
[They sit. enemies then ; that then thou might'st kill 'em, 1 Lord. My lord, we always have confess'd and bid me to 'em. it.
1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, Apem. Oh, ho, confess'd it ? bang'd it, have my lord, that you would once use our bearts, yon not?
whereby we might express some part of our Tim. O Apemantus !-you are welcome. zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perApem. No,
fect.il You shall not make me welcome :
Tim. O no doubt, my good friends, but the I come to have thee thurst me out of doors. gods themselves have provided that I shall have Tim. Fie, thou art a churl ; you have got a much help from you : How had you been my bumour there
friends else? why have you that charitable title Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame : from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to my Thy say, my lords, that ira furor brevis est, I heart? I have told more of you to myself, than But yond' man's ever angry.
you can with modesty speak in your own behalf; Go, let him have a table by himself;
and thus far I contirm you. O you gods, think For he does neither affect company, Nor is he fit for it, indeed.
• Alluding to hounds which are trained to pursuit by
the blood of the animal which they kill. + Armour. • No desert. + All customary returns for
i in niucerity.
Foolish. obligations. # Anger is a short madness.
At the summit of happiness.
I, what need we have any mriends, if we should I Lady, My lord, you take us even at the never have need of them ? they were the most
best. needless creatures living, should we ne'er have Apem. 'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would use for them; and would most resemble sweet not hold taking, I doubt me. instruments bung up in cases, that keep their Tim. Ladies, there is an idle banquet sounds to themselves. Why, 1 bave often wisb- Attends you : Please you to dispose yourselves. ed inyself poorer, that I might come nearer to All Lad. Most thankfully, my lord. you. We are born to do bruefits; and what bet.
(Exeunt CUPID, and LADIES. ter or properer can we call our own, than the Tim. Flavius, riches of our friends ? Oh I what a precious com- Flav. My lord. fort 'tis, to have so many, like brothers, com- Tim. The little casket bring me hither. manding one another's fortunes! O joy, e'en Flav. Yes, my lord.—More jewels yet ! made away ere it can be born! Mine eyes can- There is no crossing him in bis humour; not bold out water, methinks : to forget their
(Aside. faults, I drink to you.
Else I should tell him,-Well,-i'faith, I should Apem. Thou weepest to make them drink, When all's spent, he'd be cross'd * then, an he Timon.
could. 2 Lord. Joy bad the like conception in our 'Tis pity, bounty had not eyes behind ; + eyes,
That man might ne'er be wretched for his Aud, at that instant, like a babe sprung up.
mind. I Apem. Ho! ho ! I laugh to tbink that babe a
[Erit, and returns with the casket. bastard.
1 Lord. Where be our men ? 3 Lord. I promise you, my lord, you mov'd Serv. Here, my lord, in readiness. me much.
2 Lord. Our horses. Apem. Much
(Tucket sounded. Tim, O my friends, I have one word Tim. What means tha: trump ?--How now? To say to you :-Look you, my good lord, I
muist Enter a SERVANT.
Entreat you, honour me so much, as to Serv. Please you, my lord, there are certain Advance this jewel ;, ladies most desirous of admittance.
Accept and wear it, kind my lord. Tim. Ladies ? what are their wills ?
i Lord. I am so far already in your gifts,Serv. There comes with them a forerunner, All. So are we all. my lord which bears that office, to signify their pleasures.
Enter a SERVANT. Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.
Serv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the Enter CUPID.
Newly alighted, and come to visit you. Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon ;-and to Tim. They are fairly welcome. all
Flav. I beseech your honour, That of his bounties taste !—The five best senses Vouclisafe me a word; it does concern you near. Acknowledge thee their patron ; and come Tim. Near? why then another time I'll bear freely I pr'ythee, let us be provided
[thee : To gratulate thy plenteous bosom : The ear, To shew them entertainment. Taste touch, smell, all pleas'd from thy table Fluv. I scarce know how.
(Aside. They only now come but to feast thine eyes.
Enter Another SERVANT. T'im. They are welcome all; let them have 2 Serv. May it please your honour, the lord kind admittance.
Lucius, Music, make their welcome. (Exit CUPID. Out of his free love, hath presented to you 1 Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver. belov'd.
Tim. I shall accept them fairly: let the pre
cents Music.--Re-enter CUPID, with a masque of LADIES as Amazons, with lutes in their
Enter a third SERVANT. hands, dancing, and playing.
Be worthily entertain'd.-How now, what news! Apem. Hey day, what a sweep of vanity 3 Serv. Please you, my lord, that honourable comes this way!
gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company They dance! they are mad women.
to-morrow to hunt with him; and has sent your Like madness is the glory of this life,
bonour two brace of greyhounds. As this pomp shows to a little oil, and root. Tim. I'll hunt with him; And let them be We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;
receiv'd, And spend our Aatteries, to drink those men, Not without fair reward. Upon wbose age we void it up again,
Flav. (Aside.) What will this come to ? With poisonous spite and envy. Who lives, He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, that's not
And all out of an empty coffer. Depraved, or depraves ? who dies, that bears Nor will he know his purse; or yield me this, Not one spurn to their graves of their friends' To shew him what a beggar his heart is, gift?
Being of no power to niake his wishes good; I should fear, those that dance before me now, His promises fly so beyond his state, Would one day stamp upon me. It bas been that what he speaks is all in debt, he owes done ;
For every word; he is so kind, that he now Men shut their doors against a setting sun. Pays interest for't; his land's put to their books. The Lords rise from table, uith much adoring Before I were forcd out i
Well 'would I were gently put out of oflice, of TIMON; and, to shew their loves, each Happier is he that has no friend to feed, singles out an Amazon, and all dance, men Than such as do even enemies exceed. with women, a lojty strain or two to the I bleed inwardly for my lord.
(Exit. hautboys, and cease.
Tim. You do yourselves Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, Much wrong, you bate too much of your own fair ladies,
• A play on the word cross : from the piece of money And entertaiu'd me with nine own device ; called a cross.
+ To see the miseries that will I am to thank you for it.
follow # For his generosity of mud.
2 Lord. With more than cominon thanks 1 All that pass by. It cannot hold ; no reason will receive it.
Can found his state in safety. " Caphis, ho! 3 Lord. Oh! he is the very soul of bounty! Caphis, I say ! Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave
Enter CAPHIS. Good words the other day of a bay courser Caph. Here, Sir ; What is your pleasure ? rode on : it is yours, becanse you lik'd it. Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord 2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord,
Timon ; in that.
Impórtune him for my monies ; be not ceas'd Tim. You may take my word, my lord; 1 with slight denial ; nor then silenc'd, when know, no man
Commend me to your master--and the cap Can justly praise but what he does affect :
Plays in the right hand, thus :—but tell him, I weigh iny friend's affection with mine own;
Sirrah, I'll tell you true. I'll call on you.
My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn All Lords. None so welcome.
Out of mine own; his days and times are past, Tim. I take all and your several visitations And my reliances on his fracted dates So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give ; Have smit iny credit : I love and honour him ; Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends, But must not break my back, to heal his finger : And ne'er be weary.-Alcibiades,
Immediate are my needs; and my relief Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich, Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words, It comes in charity to thee : for all thy living But find supply immediate. Get you gone : Is 'mongst the dead; and all the lands thou bast Put on a most importunate aspect, Lie in a pitch'd field.
A visage of demand ; for I do fear, Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord.
When every feather sticks in his own wing, i Lord. We are so virtuously bound,
Lord Timon will be left a naked gull, T'im. And so
Which flashes now a phenix. Get you gone. Am I to you.
Caph. I go, Sir. 2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd,
Sen. I go, Sir ?-take the bonds along with you Tim. All to you. *- Lights, more lights. And have the dates in compt. 1 Lord. The best of happiness,
(aph. I will, Sir. Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord Sen. Go.
[Ereunt Timon ! Tim. Ready for his friends.
SCENE II.---The same.A Hall in TIMON'S (Exeunt ALCIBIADES, LORDS, &c.
Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand. I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of exThat are given for 'em. Friendship's full of
pense, dregs :
[legs. That he will neither know how to maintain it, Methinks, false hearts should never bave sound Nor cease his flow of riot : Takes no account Thus bonest fools lay out their wealth on How things go from him; nor resumes no care court'sies.
Of wbat is to continue; Never mind Tim. Now Apemantus if thou wert not sullen, was to be so unwise, to be so kind. I'd be good to thee.
What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel 4 pem. No, I'll nothing: for,
(left I must be round with him now he comes from If I should be brib'd too, there would he none
bunting. To rail upon thee : and then thou wouldest sin Fie, fie, fie, fie !
the faster. Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou
Enter Caphis, and the SERVANTS of ISIDORE
You come for money?
Var. Serr. Is't not your business too?
Caph. It is ;-And yours too, Isidore !
Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd !
Caph. Here comes the lord. Thy heaven from thee. Oh! that men's ears
Enter TimoN, ALCIBIADES, and LORD*, &c. should be * counsel deaf, but not to fattery! [Exit, Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth
again, My Alcibiades.-With me? What's your will ?
Caph. My lord, bere is a note of certain dues. ACT II.
Tin. Dues ? Whence are you?
Caph. Of Athens here, my lord. SCENE I.-The same.-A Room in a Tim. Go to my steward. SENATOR's House.
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me
off Enter a SENATOR, with papers in his hand. To the succession of new days this month : Sen And late, five thousand to Varro; and to My master is awak'd by great occasion, Isidore
To call upon his own; and humbly prays you, He owes nine thousand ; besides my former sum, That with your other noble parts you'll suit, Which makes it five and twenty. still in motion in giving him bis right. Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not. Tim. Mine honest friend, If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog, I prythee, but repair to me next morning. And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold : Caph. Nay, good my lord,If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more Tim. Contain thyself, good friend. Better than he, why, give my borse to Timon, Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, ny good Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,
lord,And able horses : No porter at his gate ;
Isid. Serv. From Isidore ;
• All happiness 10 ou
1 In bends.
+ Offering salutations Á 1. e. good advice.
• By no argument can be be proved in a solvent state.