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3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap? 4 Lord. I have lost my gown.
3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other day, and now he has beat it out of my hat:-Did you see my jewel ? :
4 Lord. Did you see my cap?
. I feel't upon my bones. 4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.
Enter Timon. Tim. Let 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! slaves, and fools, Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, And minister in their steads! to general filths Convert o'the instant, green virginity! 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;
- general filths] i. e, common sewers.
Thy mistress is o'the brothel! son of sixteen,
5- confounding contraries,] i. e. contrarieties whose nature it is to waste or destroy each other.
6- yet confusion —] Sir Thomas Hanmer reads, let confusion. 1 liberty -] Liberty is here used for libertinism.
- multiplying banns !] i. e. accumulated curses. Multiplying for multiplied: the active participle with a passive signification.
A Room in Timon's House.
Enter Flavius, with Two or Three Servants. i Serv. Hear you, master steward, where's our
master? Are we undone? cast off? nothing remaining?
Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you?
Such a house broke!
As we do turn our backs
Enter other Servants. Flav. All broken impleinents of a ruin'd house.
3 Serv. Yet do our hearts wear Tiinon'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
° Enter Flavius,] Nothing contributes more to the exaltation of Timon's character than the zeal and fidelity of his servants. Nothing but real virtue can be honoured by domesticks; nothing but impartial kindness can gain affection from dependants.
Into this sea of air.
Good fellows all,
[Giving them money. Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more: Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.
[Exeunt Servants. O, 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 mock'd with glory? or 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 sin 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 dearest lord, -bless'd, to be most accurs’d, Rich, only to be wretched;—thy great fortunes Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind lord ! He's flung 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 serve his mind with my best will; Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still. [Exit.
10, the fierce wretchedness - ] Fierce is here used for hasty, precipitate.
2 — Strange, unusual blood,] Strange, unusual blood, may mean, strange, unusual disposition.