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Is but his steward: no meed but he repays
Sevenfold above itself: no gift to him,
But breeds the giver a return exceeding
All use of quittance. +

Honest Ventidius: you mistake my love;
I gave it freely ever; and there's none
Can truly say he gives, if he receives:

If our betters play at that game, we must not


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1 Lord. The noblest mind he carries, That ever govern'd man.

2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?

1 Lord. I'll keep you company. [Exeunt. SCENE II.—The same.—A Room of State in TIMON'S House.

Hautboys playing loud music. A great ban-
quet served in; FLAVIUS and others attend-
ing; then enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, LU-A
Athenian Senators, with VENTIDIUS, and
Attendants. Then comes, dropping after
all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly.
Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleas'd the
gods remember

My father's age, and call him to long peace.
He is gone happy, and has left me rich:
Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound
To your free heart, I do return those talents,
Doubled, with thanks and service, from whose
I deriv'd liberty.

Tim. Oh! by no means,

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Apem. Let me stay at thine own peril, Ti


↑ All customary returns for ↑ Anger is a short madness.

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The breath of him in a divided draught,

Is the readiest man to kill him: it has been
If I
Were a huge man, I should fear to drink at

Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous
Great men should drink with harness + on their

Tim. My lord, in heart; ‡ and let the health
go round.

2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord. Apem. Flow this way! [mon, brave fellow !-be keeps his tides well. TiThose healths will make thee and thy state look


Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner,
Honest water, which ne'er left man i'the mire:
This and my food, are equals; there's no odds
Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.


Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man, but myself:
Grant I may never prove so fond, 5
To trust man on his oath or bond;
Or a harlot, for her weeping;
Or a dog, that seems a sleeping;
Or a keeper with my freedom;
Or my friends, if I should need 'em.
Amen. So fall to't:

Rich men sin, and I eat root.

[Eats and drinks. Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus ! Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now.

Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my lord.

Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies, than a dinner of friends.

Alcib. So they were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat like them: I could wish my best friend at such a feast.

Apem. 'Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then; that then thou might'st kill 'em, and bid me to 'em.

1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect.

Tim. O no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves have provided that I shall have much help from you: How had you been my friends else? why have you that charitable ¶ title from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to my heart? I have told more of you to myself, than you can with modesty speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think

Alluding to hounds which are trained to pursuit by the blood of the animal which they kill. ArmourIn sincerity. Foolish. At the summit of happiness. ¶ Endearing.

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1, what need we have any friends, if we should
never have need of them? they were the most
needless creatures living, should we ne'er have
use for them; and would most resemble sweet
instruments hung up in cases, that keep their
sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wish-
ed myself poorer, that I might come nearer to
you. We are born to do benefits; and what bet-
ter or properer can we call our own, than the
riches of our friends? Oh! what a precious com-
fort 'tis, to have so many, like brothers, com-
manding one another's fortunes! O joy, e'en
made away ere it can be born! Mine eyes can-There is no crossing him in his humour;
not hold out water, methinks: to forget their
faults, I drink to you.

Tim. Flavius,-
Flav. My lord.

Tim. The little casket bring me hither.
Flav. Yes, my lord.-More jewels yet!

Apem. Thou weepest to make them drink,


2 Lord. Joy had the like conception in our

And, at that instant, like a babe sprung up.
Apem. Ho! ho! I laugh to think that babe a

3 Lord, I promise you, my lord, you mov'd
me much.
Apem. Much!
[Tucket sounded.
Tit. What means that trump ?-How now ?

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Music-Re-enter CUPID, with a masque of LADIES as Amazons, with lutes in their hands, dancing, and playing.

Enter a SERVANT.

Serv. Please you, my lord, there are certain Advance this jewel; ladies most desirous of admittance.

Apem. Hey day, what a sweep of vanity comes this way!

They dance! they are mad women.
Like madness is the glory of this life,

As this pomp shows to a little oil, and root.
We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;
And spend our flatteries, to drink those men,
Upon whose age we void it up again,
With poisonous spite and envy. Who lives,

that's not

Depraved, or depraves? who dies, that bears
Not one spurn to their graves of their friends'


I should fear, those that dance before me now,
Would one day stamp upon me.
It has been

1 Lady. My lord, you take us even at the best.

Apem. 'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would not hold taking, I doubt me.

done; Men shut their doors against a setting sun. The LOBDs rise from table, with much adoring of TIMON; and, to shew their loves, each singles out an Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a lofty strain or two to the hautboys, and cease.

Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, fair ladies,

Set a fair fashion on our entertainment,
Which was not half so beautiful and kind;
on have added worth unto't, and lively lustre,
ad entertain'd me with mine own device;
am to thank you for it.

Tim. Ladies, there is an idle banquet
Attends you: Please you to dispose yourselves.
All Lad. Most thankfully, my lord.
[Exeunt CUPID, and LADIES.

[Aside. Else I should tell him,-Well,-i'faith, I should When all's spent, he'd be cross'd then, an he could.

'Tis pity, bounty had not eyes behind; +
That man might ne'er be wretched for his
mind. I

[Exit, and returns with the casket. 1 Lord. Where be our men ? Serv. Here, my lord, in readiness. 2 Lord. Our horses.

Tim. O my friends, I have one word
To say to you:-Look you, my good lord, I


Entreat you, honour me so much, as to

Accept and wear it, kind my lord.

1 Lord. I am so far already in your gifts,All. So are we all.

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Enter a third SERVANT.

Be worthily entertain'd.-How now, what news ? 3 Serv. 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
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 shew 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 forc'd out !
Happier is he that has no friend to feed,
Than such as do even enemies exceed.
bleed inwardly for my lord.
Tim. You do yourselves
Much wrong, you bate too much of your own



merits :-
Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.

A play on the word cross: from the piece of money
called a cross.
To see the miseries that will
For his generosity of mind.


2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will receive it.

3 Lord. Oh! he is the very soul of bounty! Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave

Can justly praise but what he does affect:
I weigh my friend's affection with mine own;
I'll tell you true. I'll call on you.

All Lords. None so welcome.

Good words the other day of a bay courser
rode on it is yours, because you lik'd it.
2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord,
in that.

Tim. You may take my word, my lord;
know, no man


Importune him for my monies; be not ceas'd +
With slight denial; nor then silenc'd, when-
Commend me to your master-and the cap
Plays in the right hand, thus :-but tell him,

Tim. I take all and your several visitations So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give ; Methinks, I could deal kingdoins to my friends, And ne'er be weary.-Alcibiades,

Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich,
It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living
Is 'mongst the dead; and all the lands thou hast
Lie in a pitch'd field.

Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord.

1 Lord. We are so virtuously bound,

Tim. And so

All that pass by. It cannot hold; no reasoTE
Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho
Caphis, I say!

Am I to you.

2 Lord. So infinitely endear'd,

Tim. All to you. -Lights, more lights.

1 Lord. The best of happiness,

Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord


Tim. Ready for his friends.

[Exeunt ALCIBIADES, LORDS, &c. 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 [legs. dregs : Methinks, false hearts should never have sound Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.

Tm. Now Apemantus if thou wert not sullen, I'd be good to thee.

My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn
Out of mine own; his days and times are past,
And my reliances on his fracted dates
Have smit my credit: I love and honour him ;
But must not break my back, to heal his finger :
Immediate are iny needs; and my relief
Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words,
But find supply immediate. Get you gone:
Put on a most importunate aspect,

All happiness to you.
1 in bends.

Apem. No, I'll nothing for,


If I should be brib'd too, there would be none To rail upon thee: and then thou wouldest sin the faster.


Caph. Here, Sir; What is your pleasure?
Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord

A visage of demand; for I do fear,
When every feather sticks in his own wing,
Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,

Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone.
Caph. I go, Sir.

Sen. I go, Sir?-take the bonds along with you,
And have the dates in compt.
Caph. I will, Sir.
Sen. Go.

Thon giv'st 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 once,
I am sworn, not to give regard to you.
Farewell; and come with better music.
Apem. So;-
Thou'lt not hear me now,-thou shalt not then,
I'll lock
Thy heaven from thee. Oh! that men's ears
should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!


11. e. good advice.

[Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same.-A Hall in TIMON'S Hou e.


SCENE 1.-The same.-A Room in a
Enter a SENATOR, with papers in his hand.
Sen And late, five thousand to Varro; and to

He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum,
Which makes it five and twenty.-Still in motion
Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not.
If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog,
And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold:
If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more
Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon,
Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,
And able horses: No porter at his gate;
But rather one that smiles, and stir invites

Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand.
Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of ex-

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
Fie, fie, fie, fie!


Caph. Good even, Varro: What,

You come for money?

+ Offering salutations

Var. Serv. Is't not your business too?

Caph. It is ;-Aud yours too, Isidore
Isid. Serv. It is so.

Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd!
Var. Serv. I fear it.

Caph. Here comes the lord.

Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth

My Alcibiades.-With me? What's your will?
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Tim. Dues? Whence are you?
Caph. Of Athens here, my lord.
Tim. Go to my steward.

Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me

To the succession of new days this month:
My master is awak'd by great occasion,
To call upon his own; and humbly prays you,
That with your other noble parts you'll suit,
In giving him his right.

Tim. Mine honest friend,

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Caph. If you did know, my lord, my master's wants,

Var. Serv. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks,

All Serv. Ay, fool.

And past,-

Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his

Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my servant: My mistress is one, and I am her fool.

lord ;

And I am sent expressly to your lordship.
Tim. Give me breath :-

When men come to borrow of your masters, they
approach sadly, and go away merry; but they
enter my mistress' house merrily, and go away
sadly: The reason of this?

I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;
I'll wait upon you instantly.-Come hither, pray
How goes the world, that I am thus encoun-ing,

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Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with
Apemantus; let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Serv. Hang him, he'll abuse us.
Isid. Serv. A plague upon him, dog!
Var. Serv. How dost, fool?
Apem. Dost dialogue with thy shadow ?
Var. Serv. I speak not to thee.

Apem. No; 'tis to thyself,-Come away
[To the Foo1.
Isid. Serv. [To VAR. SERV.] There's the fool
hangs on your back already.

Apem. No, thou stand'st single, thou art not on him yet.

Caph. Where's the fool now? Apem. He last asked the question.-Poor rogues, and usurers' men! bawds between gold and want!

All Serv. What are we, Apemantus?

Apem. Asses.

Apem. So would I,-as good a trick as ever hangman served thief.

Fool. Are you three usurers' men?

Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens as you are. 'Would, we could see you

at Corinth,

Apem. Good! gramercy.

Var. Serv. I could render one.

Apem. Do it then, that we may account thee a
whoremaster and a knave; which, notwithstand-
thou shalt be no less esteemed.
Var. Serv. What is a whoremaster, fool?
Fool. A fool in good clothes, and something
like thee. 'Tis a spirit: sometime, it appears
like a lord: sometime, like a lawyer; sometime,
like a philosopher, with two stones more than his
artificial one: He is very often like a knight;
and, generally in all shapes, that man goes up
aud down in, from fourscore to thirteen, this
spirit walks in.

Var. Serv. Thou art not altogether a fool. Fool. Nor thou altogether a wise man; as much foolery as I have, so much wit thou lackest.

Apem. That answer might have become Ape


All Serv. Aside, aside; here comes lord Ti


Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS.
Apem. Come with me, fool, come.

Fool. I do not always follow lover, elder bro
ther, and woman; sometime, the philosopher.
Flav. 'Pray you, walk near; I'll speak with
you anon.
[Exeunt SERV.
Tim. You make me marvel: Wherefore, ere
this time,

Had you not fully laid my state before me;
That I might so have rated my expense,
As I had leave of means?

Flav. You would not hear me,
At many leisures I propos'd.

Tim. Go to:

Perchance, some single vantages you took
When my indisposition put you back;

All Serv. Why?

Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do And that unaptness made your minister,
not know yourselves.-Speak to 'em, fool.
Fool. How do you, gentlemen?

Thus to excuse yourself.

All Serv. Gramercies, good fool: How does your mistress?

Flav. O my good lord!

At many times I brought in my accounts,
Laid them before you; you would throw them
And say, you found them in mine honesty.
When, for some trifling present, you have bid
Return so much, I have shook my head, and
wept :


Enter PAGE.


Look you, here comes my mistress'

Yea, 'gainst the authority of manners, pray'd



Page. To the FooL.] Why, how now, cap-To hold your hand more close; I did endure
tain? what do you in this wise company ? Not seldom, nor so slight checks; when I have
How dost thon, Apemantus?
Prompted you, in the ebb of your estate,
Apem. 'Would I had a rod in my mouth, that And your great flow of debts. My dear-lov'd lord,
might answer thee profitably.
Though you hear now, (too late !) yet now's a
Page. Pr'ythee, Apemantus, read me the
uperscription of these letters; I know not which The greatest of your having lacks a half
To pay your present debts.

Apem. Canst not read?
Page. No.

Apem. There will little learning die then, that
y thou art banged. This is to lord Timon;
is to Alcibiades. Go; thou wast born a bas-Of
d, and thou'lt die a bawd.
Page. Thou wast whelped a dog; and thou
lt famish, a dog's death. Answer not, I am
[Exit PAGE.
Apem. Even so thou out-run'st grace. Fool,
ill go with you to lord Timon's.
ool, Will you leave me there?
pem. If Timon stay at home. You three
we three usurers?


Serv. Ay, 'would they served us!

Tim. Let all my land be sold.

Flav. 'Tis all engag'd, some forfeited and

And what remains will hardly stop the mouth
present dues: the future comes apace:
What shall defend the interim? and at length
How goes our reckoning?

Tim. To Lacedæmon did my land extend.
Flav, O my good lord, the world is but a

Were it all your's, to give it in a breath,
How quickly were it gone?
Tim. You tell me true.

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Flav. If you suspect my husbandry, or false-
Call me before the exactest auditors, [hood,
And set me on the proof. So the gods bless me,
When all our offices have been oppress'd
With riotous feeders; when our vaults have
With drunken spilth of wine; when every room
Hath blaz'd with lights, and bray'd with min-
I have retir'd me to a wasteful cock, †
And set mine eyes at flow.

Tim. Pr'ythee, no more.

Flav. Heavens, have I said, the bounty of
this lord!

How many prodigal bits have slaves and pea-
This night englutted! Who is not Timon's ?
What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is

lord Timon's?

Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon?
Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this

The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:
Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter

These flies are couch'd

Tim. Come, sermon me no further:
No villanous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart;
Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.
Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience

To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy heart:
If I would broach the vessels of my love,
And try the argument of hearts by borrow

Men, and men's fortunes, could I frankly use,
As I can bid thee speak.

Flav. Assurance bless your thoughts!

Tim. And, in some sort, these wants of mine are crown'd

That I account them blessings; for by these
Shall I try friends: You shall perceive, how


Serv. My lord, my lord,

Tim. I will despatch you severally.-You to lord Lucius,

To lord Lucullus you: I hunted with his
Honour to-day ;-You, to Sempronius ;
Commend me to their loves; and, I am proud,
That my occasions have found time to use them
Toward a supply of money: let the request
Be fifty talents.

Flam. As you have said, my lord.
Flav. Lord Lucius, and Lord Lucullus?
Tim. Go you, Sir, [To another SERV.] to the

se ators,
(Of whom, even to the state's best health, 1
Deserv'd this hearing,) bid 'em send o'the instant
A thousand talents to me.

Flav. I have been bold,

(For that I knew it the most general way,)
To them to use your signet, and your name:
But they do shake their heads, and I am here
No richer in return.

Something hath been amiss-a noble nature
May catch a wrench-would all were well—'tis



Mistake my fortunes; I am wealthy in my friends. SCENE 1.-The same.-A Room in LUCULLUS' Within there, ho!-Flaminius! Servilius !



Tim. Is't true? can it be?

Flav. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice, That now they are at fall, want treasure,

And so intending other serious matters,
After distasteful looks, and these hard frac
tions, +


Do what they would; are sorry-you are honourable,

But yet they could have wish'd-they know


With certain half-caps, and cold moving nods,
They froze me into silence.

Tim. You gods, reward them!—

I pr'ythee man, look cheerly; These old fel-
Have their ingratitude in them hereditary :
Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
'Tis lack of kindly warmth, they are not kind;
And nature as it grows again toward earth,
Is fashion'd for the journey, dull, and heavy.-
Go to Ventidius,-[To a SERV.] Pr'ythee, [Ta
FLAVIUS,] be not sad,
Thou art true, and honest; ingeniously I speak,
No blame belongs to thee:-[To SERV.] Venti-
dius lately

The apartments allotted to culinary offices, &c.
A pipe with a turning stopple running to waste.
If would, (says Timon,) by borrowing, try of what
men's hearts are composed, what they have in them,&c.
At an ebb.


Buried his father by whose death, he's stepp'd
Into a great estate when he was poor,
Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
I clear'd him with five talents; Greet him from
Bid him suppose, some good necessity {me;
Touches his friend, which craves to be re-

With those five talents:-that had,—[70 FLAV.]
give it these fellows


whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think, [sink. That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can Flav. I would, I could not think it; That thought is bounty's foe;

Being free itself, it thinks all others so.

Serv. Here's my lord.

Lucul. [Aside.] One of Lord Timon's men ? a gift, I warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver basin and ewer to-night. Flaminius, houest Flaminius; you are very respectively ¶ welcome, Sir.-Fill me some wine.-[Exit SERVANT.] And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted gentleman of Athens, thy very boun[Aside.tiful good lord and master?

Flam. His health is well, Sir.

Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, Sir: And what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius ?


FLAMINIUS waiting. Enter a SERVANT to him. Serv. I have told my lord of you, he is coming down to you.

Flam. I thank you, Sir.

Lucul. La, la, la, la,-nothing doubting, says he? alas, good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep so good a house. Many a time and often I have dined with him, and told can-him on't: and come again to supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less; and yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning by my coming. Every man has his fault, and bo nesty is his; I have told him on't, but I could never get him from it.

Flam. 'Faith, nothing but an empty box, Sir; which in my lord's behalf, I come to entreat your honour to supply; who, having great and instant occasion to use fifty talents, hath sent to your lordship to furnish him; nothing doubting your present assistance therein.

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