is no time to lend money; especially upon bare friendship, without security. Here's three solidares for thee: good boy, wink at me, and say thou sawest me not. Fare thee well. Flam. Is't possible the world should so much differ, And we alive that liv'd? Fly, damnèd baseness, To him that worships thee! [Throwing the money back. Lucul. Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master. [Exit. Flam. May these add to the number that may scald thee! Let molten coin be thy damnation, Thou disease of a friend, and not himself! Has friendship such a faint and milky heart, I feel my master's passion! this slave Unto his honour (36) has my lord's meat in him: When he is turn'd to poison? O, may diseases only work upon't! And, when he's sick to death, let not that part of nature. Which my lord paid for, be of any power To expel sickness, but prolong his hour! [Exit. SCENE II. The same. A public place. Enter LUCIUS, with three Strangers. Luc. Who, the Lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman. First Stran. We know him for no less, though we are but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours, now Lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, and his estate shrinks from him. Luc. Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money. Sec. Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow so many talents; nay, urged extremely for't, and showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied. Luc. How! Sec. Stran. I tell you, denied, my lord. Luc. What a strange case was that! now, before the gods, I am ashamed on't. Denied that honourable man! there was very little honour showed in't. For my own part, I must needs confess, I have received some small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels, and such-like trifles, nothing comparing to his; yet, had he mistook him, and sent to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents. Enter SERVILIUS. Ser. See, by good hap, yonder's my lord; I have swet to see his honour.-My honoured lord,— [To Lucius. Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well: commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend. Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent Luc. Ha! what has he sent? I am so much endeared to that lord; he's ever sending: how shall I thank him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now? Ser. Has (37) only sent his present occasion now, my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his instant use with so many talents. Luc. I know his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents. Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my lord. If his occasion were not virtuous, I should not urge it half so faithfully. Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius? Ser. Upon my soul, 'tis true, sir. Luc. What a wicked beast was I to disfurnish myself against such a good time, when I might ha' shown myself honourable! how unluckily it happened, that I should purchase the day before for a little part,(38) and undo a great deal of honour!-Servilius, now, before the gods, I am not able to do,(39)—the more beast, I say :-I was sending to use Lord Timon myself, these gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done 't now. Commend me bountifully to his good lordship; and I hope his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind :-and tell him this from me, I count it one of my greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him? Ser. Yes, sir, I shall. Luc. I'll look you out a good turn, Servilius. [Exit Servilius. True, as you said, Timon is shrunk indeed; [Exit. Ay, too well. First Stran. Why, this is the world's soul; and just of the same piece Is every flatterer's spirit.(40) Who can call him His friend that dips in the same dish? for, in Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money For mine own part, I never tasted Timon in my life, Had his necessity made use of me, I would have put my wealth into donation, [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. A room in SEMPRONIUS' house. Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a Servant of TIMON's. Sem. Must he needs trouble me in 't,-hum!-'bove all others? He might have tried Lord Lucius or Lucullus; And now Ventidius is wealthy too, Whom he redeem'd from prison: all these Owe their estates unto him. They have all been touch'd, and found base metal; for Sem. How! have they denied him? Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him? For, in my conscience, I was the first man That e'er receiv'd gift from him: And does he think so backwardly of me now, That I'll requite it last? No: So it may prove an argument of laughter To the rest, and 'mongst lords I (43) be thought a fool. I'd rather than the worth of thrice the sum, Had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake; I'd such a courage to do him good. But now return, [Exit. Serv. Excellent! Your lordship's a goodly villain. The devil knew not what he did when he made man politic,-he crossed himself by 't: and I cannot think but, in the end, the villanies of man will set him clear. How fairly this lord strives to appear foul! takes virtuous copies to be wicked; like those that, under hot ardent zeal, would set whole realms on fire: Of such a nature is his politic love. This was my lord's best hope; now all are fled, And this is all a liberal course allows; Who cannot keep his wealth must keep his house. [Exit. SCENE IV. The same. A hall in TIMON's house. Enter two Servants of VARRO, and the Servant of LUCIUS, meeting TITUS, HORTENSIUS, and other Servants of TIMON's creditors, waiting his coming out. First Var. Serv. Well met; good morrow, Titus and Phi. I wonder on 't; he was wont to shine at seven. Luc. Serv. Ay, but the days are wax'd shorter with him: You must consider that a prodigal course |