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Tim. Near! why then, another time I'll hear
thee : I prithee, let's be provided to show them enter
tainment. Flav. [Aside] I scarce know how.
Enter a second Servant.
Tim. I shall accept them fairly: let the presents 190 Be worthily entertain'd.
Enter a third Servant.
How now! what news ? Third Seru. Please you, my lord, that honourable gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company to-morrow to hunt with him, and has sent your honour two brace of greyhounds, Tim. I'll hunt with him; and let them be re
a ceived, Not without fair reward. Flav.
[Aside] What will this come to? He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, And all out of an empty coffer : Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this, To show him what a beggar his heart is, Being of no power to make his wishes good : His promises fly so beyond his state That what he speaks is all in debt, he owes For every word : he is so kind that he now Pays interest for 't; his land's put to their books. Well, would I were gently put out of office Before I were forced out! Happier is he that has no friend to feed
Than such that do e'en enemies exceed.
You do yourselves Much wrong, you bate too much of your own
will receive it.
Tim. And now I remember, my lord, you gave
lord, in that. Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know,
Can justly praise but what he does affect :
I'll call to you.
O, none so welcome.
Ay, defiled land, my lord.
Sec. Lord. So infinitely endear'd-
The best of happiness, Honour and fortunes, keep with you, Lord Timon !
Tim. Ready for his friends.
[Exeunt all but Apemantus and Timon. Apem.
What a coil's here ! Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums ! I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums That are given for 'em. Friendship 's full of dregs : 240 Methinks, false hearts should never have sound
legs. Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.
Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I would be good to thee.
Apem. No, I 'll nothing: for if I should be bribed too, there would be none left to rail upon thee; and then thou wouldst sin the faster.
Thou givest so long, Timon, I fear me thou wilt give away thyself in paper shortly : what need these feasts, pomps and vain-glories?
Tim. Nay, an you begin to rail on society 250 once, I am sworn not to give regard to you. Farewell; and come with better music. [Exit.
Enter Senator, with papers in his hand. Sen. And late, five thousand; to Varro and to Isidore
He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum,
my reliances on his fracted dates
22. fracted, broken.
Caph. I go, sir.
I will, sir. Sen.
A hall in Timon's house.
Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand. Flavius. No care, no stop! so senseless of ex
pense, That he will neither know how to maintain it, Nor cease his flow of riot : takes no account How things go from him ; nor resumes no care Of what is to continue : never mind Was to be so unwise, to be so kind. What shall be done? he will not hear, till feel : I must be round with him, now he comes from
hunting. Fie, fie, fie, fie!
Enter CAPHIS, and the Servants of ISIDORE
and VARRO. Caph.
Good even, Varro : what,
Is't not your business too?
It is so.
I fear it. Caph. Here comes the lord. 35. in compt, kept count of, so that the interest might be duly computed.