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i Var. Serv. How! what does his cashie! Eril.

Is money.

To stir me up ; let me pass quietly:
Tit. So is theirs and ours.

Believ't, my lord and I have made an end;
Enter Philotus.

I have no more to reckon, he to spend.

Luć. Serv. Ay, but this answer will not serve. Luc. Serv.

And sir

If 'twill not,
Philotus too!
Phi. Good day at once.

'Tis not so base as you ; for you serve knaves. Luc. Serv.

Welcome, good brother.
What do you think the hour ?

Labouring for nine. ship mutter?

2 Var. Serv. No matter what; he's poor, and Luc. Serv. So much ? Phi. Is not my lord seen yet ?

that's revenge enough. Who can speak broader Luc. Serv.

Not yet. than he that has no house to put his head in? such Phi. I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at may rail against great buildings.

Enter Servilius. Luc. Serv. Ay, but the days are waxed shorter with him :

Tit. O, here's Servilius; now we shall know

Some answer. You must consider, that a prodigal course

Ser. If I might beseech you, gentlemen, Is like the sun's ;' but not, like his, recoverable. I fear,

To repair some other hour, I should much

Derive from it: for, take it on my soul, 'Tis deepest winter in lord Timon's purse;

My lord leans wond'rously to discontent. That is, one may reach deep enough, and yet

His comfortable temper has forsook him ; Find little.

He is much out of hcalth, and keeps his chamber. Phi. I am of your fear for that.

Luc. Serv. Many do keep their chambers, are Tit. I'll show you how to observe a strange event.

not sick: Your lord sends now for money. Hor.

Most true, he does. And, if it be so far beyond his health,

Methinks, he should the sooner pay his debts,
Tit. And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift,
For which I wait for money.

And make a clear way to the gods.

Good gods! Hor. It is against my heart.

Til. We cannot take this for an answer, sir. Luc. Serv. Mark, how strange it shows,

Flam. [Within.] Servilius, help!-my lord! my Timon in this should pay more than he owes :

lord !And e'en as if your lord should wear rich jewels, And send for money for 'em.

Enter Timon, in a rage; Flaminius following. Hor. I am weary of this charge, the gods can

Tim. What, are my doors oppos'd against my witness : I know, my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth,

passage ? And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth.

Have I been ever free, and must my house 1 Var. Serv. Yes, mine's three thousand crowns : The place, which I have seasted, does it now,

Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?
What's yours?

Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?
Luc. Serv. Five thousand mine.
i Var. Serv. 'Tis much deep: and it should seem

Luc. Serv. Put in now, Titus.

Tit. My lord, here is my bill. by the sum,

Luc. Serv. Here's mine. Your master's confidence was above mine;

Hor. Serv. And mine, my lord.
Else, surely, his had equall'd.

Both Var, Serv. And ours, my lord.
Enter Flaminius.

Phi. All our bills.
Tit. One of lord Timon's men.

Tim. Knock me down with 'em :: cleave me to Luc. Serv. Flaminius! sir, a word: 'Pray, is

the girdle. my lord ready to come forth?

Luc. Serv. Alas! my lordFlam. No, indeed, he is not.

Tim. Cut my heart in sums. Tit. We attend his lordship ; 'pray, signify so

Tit. Mine, fifty talents. much.

Tim. Tell out my blood. Flam. I need not tell him that; he knows, you

Laic. Serv. Five thousand crowns, my lord. are too diligent.

[Exit Flaminius. Tim. Five thousand drops pays that.

What's yours?-and yours?
Enter Flavius in a cloak, mutfied.

1 Var. Serv. My lord,
Luc. Serv. Ha! is not that his steward muffled so? 2 Var. Serv. My lord,-
He goes away in a cloud: call him, call himn. Tim. Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon
Tit. Do you hear, sir ?


(Ezil. 1 Var. Serv. By your leave, sir,--

Hor. 'Faith, I perceive our masters may throw Flav. What do you ask of me, my friend? their caps at their money; these debts may well be Tit. We wait for certain money here, sir. called desperate ones, for a madman owes 'em. Flav. Ay,

[Ereunt. If money were as certain as your waiting, 'Twere sure enough. Why then preferr'd you not

Re-enter Timon and Flavius. Your sums and bills, when your false masters eat Tim. They have c'en put my breath from me, Of my lord's meat? Then they could smile, and

the slaves : fawn

Upon his debts, and take down th' interest

Flav. My dear lord,-
Into their gluttonous maws. You do yourselves Tim. What, if it should be so ?

(3) Timon quibbles. They present their written (1) i. e. Like him in blaze and splendour. bills; he catches at the word, and alludes to bills (2) Commission, employment.

or battle-axes,

but wrong,

Flav. My lord,

Such valour in the bearing, what make we Tim. I'll have it so.-My steward!,

Abroad ?s why then, women are more valiant, Fløv, Here, my lord.

That stay at home, if bearing carry it; Tim. So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again, And th' ass, more captain than the lion ; the felon, Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius; all:

Loaden with irons, wiser than the judge, I'll once more feast the rascals.

If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords, Flav.

O my lord, As you are great, be pitifully good : You only speak from your distracted soul;

Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood? There is not so much left, to furnish out

To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;
A moderate table.

But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just.'
Tim. Be't not in thy care; go, To be in anger, is impiety ;
I charge thee; invite them all: let in the tide But who is man, that is not angry?
of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide. Weigh but the crime with this.

(Ereunt. 2 Sen. You breathe in vain.

SCENE V.The same. The Senate-House. The At Lacedæmon, and Byzantium,

In vain ? his service done senate sitting. Enter Alciabades, attended.

Were a sufficient briber for his life. 1 Sen. My lord, you have my voice to it; the 1 Sen. What's that? fault's


Why, I say, my lords, h’as Bloody ; 'tis necessary he should die:

done fair service, Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy, And slain in fight many of your enemies :

2 Sen. Most true; the law shall bruise him. How full of valour did he bear himself Alcib. Honour, health, and compassion to the In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds ? senate!

2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with 'em, ho 1 Sen. Now, captain ?

Is a sworn rioter: h’as a sin that often Alcib. I am an humble suitor to your virtues ; Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner: For pity is the virtue of the law,

If there were no foes, that were enough alone And none but tyrants use it cruelly.

To overcome him : in that beastly fury It pleases time, and fortune, to lie heavy

He has been known to commit outrages,
Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood,

And cherish factions : 'Tis inferr'd to us,
Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth His days are foul, and his drink dangerous.
To those that, without heed, do plunge into it. 1 Sen. He dies,
He is a man, setting his fate aside,'

Alcib. Hard fate! he might have died in war. Of comely virtues :

My lords, if not for any parts in him Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice;

(Though his right arm might purchase his own (An honour in him which buys out his fault,)

time, But, with a noble fury, and fair spirit,

And be in debt to none,) yet, more to move you, Seeing his reputation touch'd to death,

Take my deserts to his, and join them both :
He did oppose his foe:

And, for I know, your reverend ages love
And with such sober and unnoted passion? Security, I'll pawn my victories, all
He did behaved his anger, ere 'twas spent, My honour to you, upon his good returns.
As if he had but prov'd an argument.

Ir by this crime he owes the law his life,
1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox,* Why, let the war receive't in valiant gore;
Striving to make an ugly deed look fair :

For law is strict, and war is nothing more. Your words have took such pains, as if they labour'd

1 Sen. We are for law, he dies; urge it no more, To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrelling On height of our displeasure: Friend, or brother, Upon the head of valour; which, indeed, He forfeits his own blood, that spills another. Is valour misbegot, and came into the world Alcib. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, When sects and factions were newly born: I do beseech you, know me. He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer

2 Sen. How? The worst that man can breathe ; and make his Alcib. Call mc to your remembrances. wrongs

3 Sen.

What? His outsides; wear them like his raiment, carelessly;. Alcib. I cannot think, but your age has forgot me; And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart,

It could not else be, I should prove so base, To bring it into danger.

To sue, and be denied such common grace: If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,

My wounds ache at you. What folly 'lis, to hazard life for ill ?

í Sen.

Do you dare our anger ? Alcih, My lord,

'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect; 1 Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear; We banish thee for ever. To revenge is no valour, but to bear.


Banish me?
Alcib. My lords, then, under favour, pardon me, Banish your dotage ; banish usury,
If I speak like a captain.

That makes the senate ugly,
Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, i Sen. If after two days shine, Athcns contai.
And not endure all threat'nings? sleep upon it,

thee, And let the foes quictly cut their throats,

Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell Without repugnancy? but if there be

our spirit,

He shall be executed presently. (Exeunt Sen. (!) i. e. Putting this action of his, which was predetermined by sale, out of the question.

(6) For aggravation. (2) i, e. Passion so subdued, that no spectator could note its operation.

sul interpretation of the law, is considered justifia. (3) Manage, govern.

ble.' (4) You undertake a-paradox too hard.

(8) For dishonoured. (5) What have we to do in the field.

(9) i.e. Not to put ourselves in any tumor of rage.

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Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough; that| Tim. Think not on't, sir.

2 Lord. If you had sent but two hours before, Only in bone, that none may look on you!

Tim. Let it not cumber your better rememI am worse than mad: I have kept back their foes, brance. 3-Come, bring in all together. While they have told their money, and let out 2 Lord. All covered dishes ! Their coin upon large interest; I'myself,

1 Lord. Royal cheer, I warrant you. Rich only in large hurts ;-All those, for this ? 3 Lord. Doubt not that, if money and the seaIs this the balsam, that the usuring senate son, can yield it. Pours into captains' wounds ? ha! banishment? i Lord. How do you? What's the news? It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd ;

3 Lord. Alcibiades is banished : Hear you of it ? It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,

1 & 2 Lord. Alcibiades banished ! That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up

3 Lord. 'Tis so, be sure of it. My discontented troops, and lay for hearts,'

1 Lord. How? how? 'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds;

2 Lord. I pray you, upon what? Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods. Tim. My worthy friends, will you draw near?

[Exit. 3 Lord. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble

seast toward. SCENE VI.A magnificent room in Timon's 2 Lord. This is the old man still. house. Music. Tables set out : Servants at

3 Lord. Will't hold ? will’t hold? tending. Enter divers Lords, at several doors.

2 Lord. It does : but time will-and so 1 Lord. The good time of day to you, sir.

3 Lord. I do conceive. 2 Lord. I also wish it to you. I think, this hon Tim. Each man to his stool, with that spur as he ourable lord did but try us this other day. would to the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be

i Lord. Upon that were my thoughts tiring, in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to when we encountered : I hope, it is not so low with let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first him, as he made it seem in the trial of his several place: Sit, sit. The gods require our thanks. friends. 12. Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion of with thankfulness. For’ your own gifts, make

You great benefactors, sprinkle our society his new feasting.

1 Lord. I should think so: He hath sent me an yourselves praised; but reserve still io give, lest earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did your deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me be- godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake

that one need not lend to another : for, were yoter yond them, and I must needs appear. 2 Lord. In like manner was I in debt to my the man that gires it. Let no assembly of twenty

the gods. Make the meat be belored, more than importunate business, but he would not hear my be without a score of villains: V there sit troete excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was out.

women at the lable, let a dozen of them beas they i Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I under-are. - The rest of your fees, gods,—the sena stand how all things go.

tors of Athens, together with the common lage of 2 Lord. Every man here's so. What would he people; -what is amiss in them, you gods, make have borrowed of you?

suitable for destruclion. For these my present 1 Lord. A thousand pieces.

friends, -as they are to me nothing, so in nothing 2 Lord. A thousand pieces !

bless them, and io nothing they are welcome. i Lord. What of you?

Uncover, dogs, and lap. 3 Lord. He sent to me, sir,-Here he comes. [The dishes uncovered are full of warm water. Enter Timon, and attendants.

Some speak. What does his lordship mean?

Some other. I know not. Tim. With all my heart, gentlemen both :-And Tim. May you a better feast never behold, how fare you?

You knot of mouth-friends! smoke, and lukewarm i Lord.' Ever at the best, hearing well of your

water lordship.

Is your perfection. This is Timon's last ; 2 Lord. The swallow follows not summer more Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries willing, than we your lordship.

Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces Tim. [Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves winter;

[Throwing'scater in their faces. such summer-birds are men.-_Gentlemen, our din- Your recking villany. Live loath'd, and long, ner will not recompense this long stay: seast your Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, ears with the music awhile; it they will fare so Courteous destroyers, aflable wolves, meek bears, harshly on the trumpet's sound : we shall to't pre- You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies, sently.

Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks ! i Lord. I hope, it remains, not unkindly with or man, and beast, the infinite malady your lordship, that I returned you an empty mes-Crust you quite o'er !-What, dost thou go? senger.

Soft, take thy physic first-thou too,-and thou ;Tim. O sir, let it not trouble you.

[Throus the dishes at them, and drives 2 Lord. My noble lord,

them out. Tim. Ah, my good friend! what cheer? Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.

[The banquet brought in. What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast, 2 Lord. My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. of shame, that, when your lordship this other day Burn, house; sink, Athens ! henceforth hated be sent to me, I was so unfortunate a beggar. Of Timon, man, and all humanity! i (Exit.

(1). We should now say—to lay out for hearts; (3) i. e. Your good memory: i. e. the affections of the people.

14) The lowest. (5) Flies of a season. (2) To tire on a thing meant, to be idly employed (6) Jacks of the clock; like those at St. Dunon ih

stan's church, in Fleet-street.

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Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords and Senators. SCENE II.-Athens. A room in Timon's house. 1 Lord. How now, my lords ?

Enter Flavius, with two or three Servants. 2 Lord. Know you the quality of lord Timon's i Serv. Hear you, master steward, where's our fury?

master 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap ?

Are we undone ? cast off? nothing remaining ? 4 Lord. I have lost my gown.

Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to 3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but

humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other Let me be recorded by the righteous gods,
day, and now he has beat it out of my hat:-Did I am as poor as you.
you see my jewel ?

1 Serv.

Such a house broke! 4 Lord. Did you see my cap?

So noble a master fallen! All gone! and not 2 Lord. Here 'tis.

One friend, to take his fortune by the arm, 4 Lord. Here lies my gown.

And go along with him! 1 Lord. Let's make no stay.

2 Serv.

As we do turn our backs 2 Lord. Lord Timon's mad.

From our companion, thrown into his grave; 3 Lord.

I feel't upon my bones. So his familiars to his buried fortunes 4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next Slink all away ; leave their false vows with him, day stones.

(Exeunt. Like empty purses pick'd: and his poor sell,

A dedicated beggar to the air,
With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty,

Walks, like contempt, alone,-More of our fellows.

Enter other Servants.
SCENE I.-Without the walls of Athens. En-

Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house. ter Tingon.

3 Serv. Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery

That see I by our faces; we are fellows still,
Tim. Let me look back upon thee, O thou wall, Serving alike in sorrow! Leak'd is our bark;
That girdlest in those wolves! Dive in the earth, And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck,
And fence not Athens ! Matrons, turn incontinent; Hearing the surges threat: we must all part
Obedience fail in children! slaves, and fools,

Into this sea of air.
Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench,


Good fellows all,
And minister in their steads! to general filths'

The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you.
Convert o'the instant, green virginity!

Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake,
Dot in your parents' eyes! bankrupts, hold fast;

Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and say, .
Rather than render back, out with your knives,

As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes, And cut your trusters"' throats! bound servants, We have seen better days. Let cach take some ; steal!

[Giving them money. Large handed robbers your grave masters are,

Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more:
And pill by law! maid, to thy master's bed;

Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.
Thy mistress is o'the brothres! son of sixteen,

[Exeunt Servants. Pluck the lin'd crutch from the old limping sire,

0, the fierces wretchedness that glory brings us ! With it beat out his brains! piety, and fear,

Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth,

Since riches point to miscry and contempt ?
Domestic awe, night-rest and neighbourhood,

Who'd be so mock'd with glory? or to live
Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades,

But in a dream of friendship?
Degrees, observances, customs and laws,

To have his pomp, and all what state compounds,
Decline to your confounding contraries,

But only painted, like his varnish'd friends ?
Your potent and infectious severs heap
And yet confusion live!-Plagues, incident to men, Poor honest lord, brought low by his own heart;

Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood,
On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica,

When man's worst sin is, he does too much good!
Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt

Who then dares to be half so kind again ?
As lamely as their manners ! lust and liberty.

For bounty, that make gods, does still mar men.
Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth;
That gainst the stream of virtue they may strive,

My dearest lord,-blcss'd, to be most accurs'd,
And drown themselves in riot! itches, blains,

Rich, only to be wretched ;-thy great fortunes Sow all the Athenian bosoms; and their cróp

Are made thy chief afllictions. Alas, kind lord ! Be general leprosy! breath infect breath;

He's flung in rage from this ungrateful seat

of monstrous friends : nor has he with him to That their society, as their friendship, may Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee,

Supply his life, or that which can command it.
But nakedness, thou détestable town!

I'll follow, and inquire him out:
Take thou that too, with multiplying banns !*

I'll serve his mind with my best will;
Timon will to the woods; where he shall find

Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still. [Exil.
The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind.

SCENE III.The woods. Enter Timon.
The gods confound (hear me, ye good gods all,)
The Athenians both within and out that wall!

Tim. O blessed breeding sun, draw from the earth
And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow

Rotten humidity ; below thy sister's orb?
To the whole race of mankind, high and low!

Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb,

Whose procreation, residence, and birth, (Exit. Scarce is dividant,-touch them with several for.

tuncs; (2) i. e. Contrarieties, whose nature it is to waste

(5) Hasty, precipitate.
(3) For libertinism. (4) Accumulated curses.

(6) Propensity, disposition.
(7) i, e. The moon's, this sublunary world

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(1) Common sewers.

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The greater scorns the lesser · Not nature, Religious canons, civil laws are cruel ;
To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great fortune, Then what should war be? This fell whore of thine
But by' contempt of nature.

Hath in her more destruction than thy sword,
Raise me this beggar, and denude that lord; For all her cherubin look.
The senator shall bear contempt hereditary,


Thy lips rot off! The beggar native honour.

Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns It is the pasture lards the brother's sides,

To thine own lips again. The want that makes him lean. Who dares, who Alcib. How came the noble Timon to this change? dares,

Tim. As the moon does, by wanting light to In purity of manhood stand upright,

give :
And say, This man's a flallerer ? is one be, But then renew I could not, like the moon;
So are they all; for every grize of fortune There were no suns to borrow of.
Is smooth'd by that below: the Icarned pate,


Noble Timon, Ducks to the golden fool; All is oblique ;

What friendship may I do thee ? There's nothing level in our cursed natures,


None, but to But direct villany. Therefore, be abhorr'd Maintain my opinion. All feasts, societies, and throngs of men!


What is it, Timon ? His semblable, yea, himsell, l'imon disdains: Tim. Promise me friendship, but perform none: Is Destruction fang? mankind! -Earth, yield me roo's! Thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for

[Digging. Thou art a man! if thou dost perform, confound Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate

thec, With thy most operant posion! What is here? For thou'rt a man! Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold ? No, gods, Alcib. I have heard in some sort of thy miseries. I am no idle votarist.Roots, you clear heavens ! Tim. Thou saw'st them, when I had prosperity. Thus much of this, will make black, white; foul, fair; Alcib. I see them now; then was a blessed Wrong, right; base, noble; old, young; coward,

time. valiant.

Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of harlots. Ha, you gods! why this ? What this, you gods? Timan. Is this the Athenian minion, whom the Why this

world Will lug your pricsts and servants from your sides ; Voic'd so regardfully ? Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads : Tim.

Art thou Timandra ? This yellow slave


Yes. Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Tim. Be a whore still! they love thee not, that Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thicves,

use thee; And give them title, knee, and approbation, Give them diseases, leaving with thee their lust. Witb senators on the bench: this is it,

Make use of thv salt hours : season the slaves That makes the wappen'd4 widow wed again; For lubs, and baths; bring down rose-cheeked youth She, whom the spital house, and ulcerous sores To the tub-fast, and the diet. Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices


Hang thee, monster! To the April day again. Come, damned earth, Alcib. Pardon him, sweet Timandra ; for his wits Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st odds Are drown'd and lost in his calamities. Among the rout of nations, I will make thee I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, Do thy right nature.- Marchi afar of:]-Ha! a The want whereof doth daily make revolt drum ?- Thou'rt quick,

In my penurious band : I have heard, and griev'd, But yet I'll bury thee: Thou'll go, strong thies, How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth, When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand : Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour states, Nay, stay thou out for earnest.

But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them,

[Keeping some gold. Tim. I priythee, beat thy drum, and get thee Enter Alcibiades, with drum and fife, in warlike

gone. manner; Phrynia and Timandra.

Alcib. I am thy friend, and pity thee, dear

Timon. Alcib.

What art thou there? Tim. Ilow dost thou pity him, whom thou dost Speak.

trouble? Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw I had rather be alone. thy heart,


Why, sare thee well : For showing me a ain the eyes of man!

Ilere's some gold for thee. Alcib. What is thy haine ? Is man su hateful to Tim.

Keep't, I cannot eat it. thee,

.:lcib. When I have laid proud Athens on a That art thyself a nin?

heap, Tim. I am anuisanthropos, and hate mankind. "Tin. Warrist thou 'gainst Athens ? For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog,


Ay, Timon, and have cause. That I might love thee something;

Tim. The gods confound thein all i'thy conquest; Alcib. I know thee well;

and But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. Thce after, when thou hast conquer'd! Tim. I know thee too; and more, than that I Gicib.

Why me, Timon ? know thee,

Tim. That, I not desire to know. Follow thy drum;

Bv killing villains, thou wast born to conquer Wilh mau's blood paint the ground, gules, gules: My country.

Put up thy gold; Go on, here's gold,-go on; (1) Bull by is here used for without. (2) Seizc, gripe.

(5) i. e. Gold restores her to all the swectness 13) No insincere or inconstant supplicant. Gold and freshness of youth. will not serve me instead of roots,

(6) Alluding to the cure of the lues ronerca, then (4) Sorrowsul.

lin practice.

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