And, for I know, your reverend ages love
Security, I'll pawn my victories, all

My honour to you, upon his good returns.
If by this crime he owes the law his life,
Why, let the war receiv't in valiant gore;
For law is ftrict, and war is nothing more.

I SEN. We are for law, he dies; urge it no more,
On height of our displeasure: Friend, or brother,
He forfeits his own blood, that fpills another.

ALCIB. Muft it be fo? it must not be. My lords,
I do beseech you, know me.

2 SEN. How?

ALCIB. Call me to your remembrances. 3 SEN. What?

ALCIB. I cannot think, but your age has forgot me; It could not else be, I should prove fo base,

To fue, and be denied fuch common grace:
My wounds ake at you.

I SEN. Do you dare our anger?

'Tis in few words, but fpacious in effect; We banish thee for ever.

ALCIB. Banish me?

Banish your dotage; banish usury,

That makes the fenate ugly.

I SEN. If, after two days' fhine, Athens contain thee, Attend our weightier judgement. And, not to fwell our

fpirit,

He shall be executed presently.

[Exeunt SENATORS.

ALCIB. Now the gods keep you old enough; that

you

Only in bone, that none may look on you! [may live
I am worse than mad: I have kept back their foes,
While they have told their money, and let out
Their coin upon large intereft; I myself,

Rich only in large hurts ;-All those, for this?
Is this the balfam, that the ufuring fenate
Pours into captains' wounds? ha! banishment?
It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd;
It is a caufe worthy my spleen and fury,
That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up
My discontented troops, and lay for hearts.
'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds;
Soldiers fhould brook as little wrongs, as gods. [Exit.

SCENE VI. A magnificent Room in TIMON'S House. Mufick. Tables fet out: Servants attending. Enter divers LORDS, at feveral doors.

1 LORD. The good time of day to you, fir.

2 LORD. I also wish it to you. I think, this honourable lord did but try us this other day.

1 LORD. Upon that were my thoughts tiring, when we encounter'd: I hope, it is not fo low with him, as he made it seem in`the trial of his several friends.

2 LORD. It should not be, by the perfuafion of his new feafting.

I LORD. I fhould think fo: He hath fent me an earneft inviting, which many my near occafions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear.

2 LORD. In like manner was I in debt to my importunate business, but he would not hear my excufe. I am forry, when he fent to borrow of me, that my provifion

was out.

1 LORD. I am fick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go.

2 LORD. Every man here's fo. What would he have borrowed of you?

3 LORD. He fent to me, fir,-Here he comes.
Enter TIMON, and Attendants.

TIM. With all my heart, gentlemen both :-And how fare you?

I LORD. Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship. 2 LORD. The fwallow follows not fummer more willing, than we your lordship.

TIM. [Afide.] Nor more willingly leaves winter; fuch fummer-birds are men.-Gentlemen, our dinner will not recompenfe this long stay: feast your ears with the mufick awhile; if they will fare so harfhly on the trumpet's found: we shall to't presently.

I LORD. I hope, it remains not unkindly with your lordship, that I return'd you an empty messenger.

TIM. O, fir, let it not trouble you.

2 LORD. My noble lord,

TIM. Ah, my good friend! what cheer?

[The banquet brought in.

2 LORD. My most honourable lord, I am e'en fick of fhame, that, when your lordship this other day fent to me, I was fo unfortunate a beggar.

TIM. Think not on't, fir.

2 LORD. If you had fent but two hours before,TIM. Let it not cumber your better remembrance.Come, bring in all together.

2 LORD. All cover'd dishes !

I LORD. Royal cheer, I warrant you.

3 LORD. Doubt not that, if money, and the season can yield it.

I LORD. How do you do? What's the news?

3 LORD. Alcibiades is banifh'd: Hear you of it?

1. 2 LORD. Alcibiades banish'd!

3 LORD. 'Tis fo, be fure of it.

I LORD. How? how?

2 LORD. I pray you, upon what?

TIM. My worthy friends, will you draw near?

3 LORD. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feaft toward.

2 LORD. This is the old man ftill.

3 LORD. Will't hold? will't hold?

2 LORD. It does: but time will-and so—

3 LORD. I do conceive.

TIM. Each man to his ftool, with that spur as he would to the lip of his mistress: your diet fhall be in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place: Sit, fit. The gods require our thanks.

You great benefactors, Sprinkle our fociety with thankfulnefs. For your own gifts, make yourselves praised: but referve ftill to give, left your deities be defpifed. Lend to each man enough, that one need not lend to another: for, were your godbeads to borrow of men, men would forfake the gods. Make the meat be beloved, more than the man that gives it. Let no affembly of twenty be without a score of villains: If there fit twelve women at the table, let a dozen of them be—as they are.-The rest of your fees, O gods,-the fenators of Athens, together with the common lag of people,-what is amifs in them, you gods, make fuitable for deftruction. For thefe my prefent friends,—as they are to me nothing, fo in nothing bless them, and to nothing they are welcome.

Uncover dogs, and lap.

[The difbes uncovered are full of warm water. SOME SPEAK. What does his lordship mean?

1

SOME OTHER. I know not.

TIM. May you a better feast never behold,

You knot of mouth-friends! fmoke, and luke-warm water
Is your perfection. This is Timon's last ;
Who ftuck and fpangled you with flatteries,
Washes it off, and fprinkles in your faces

[Throwing water in their faces.
Your reeking villainy. Live loath'd, and long,
Moft fmiling, fmooth, detefted parafites,
Courteous deftroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,
You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies,
Cap and knee flaves, vapours, and minute-jacks!
Of man, and beaft, the infinite malady

Cruft you quite o'er !—What, doft thou go?
Soft, take thy phyfick firft,-thou too,-and thou;-
[Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out.
Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.-
What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast,
Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest.

Burn, houfe; fink, Athens! henceforth hated be
Of Timon, man, and all humanity!

[Exit.

Re-enter the LORDS, with other LORDS and Senators. I LORD. How now, my lords?

2 LORD. Know you the quality of lord Timon's fury? 3 LORD. Pith! did you fee my cap?

4 LORD. I have loft my gown.

3 LORD. He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour fways him. He gave me a jewel the other day, and now he has beat it out of my hat :-Did

you fee my jewel?

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