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Tim. My band to thee ; mine honour on my
promise.

Lue. HumbIyIthankyonrlordship:Neverniaj
That state or fortune fall into my keeping,
Which is not ow'd to you !

[Exeunt Luoilius and Old Athenian.

Poet. Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your
lordship ! [anon :

Tim. I thank you ; yon shall hear from me
Go not away. — What have you there, my friend ?

Pain. A pieoe of painting, wliioh I do beseech



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TIMOW OV
/m9. My lord, 'tu imted

Am ttioM whleh mU woold giTe: But jou weQ

know
Things of Uke valna, differing in the owners,
Are prized hj their masters: believ't dear lord,
Ton mend the jewel hj the wearing it
TVii*. WeUmock'd.

Mer. No, my good lord; he speaks the
common tongae,
Whieh all men speak with him.
Tim, Look who comes here. Will yon he chid?

Enter Apbmartus.
Jew, We will bear with yonr lordship.
Mer, He'll spare n<me.

Tim, Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantos 1
Apem, Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good
morrow ;
When thou art Timon's dog, and these knayes
honest.
Tim. Why dost thoa caD them knaves? iboa

Imow'st them not
Apem. Are they not Athenians f
Tim. Tes.

Apem. Then I repent not
Jew. Yon know me, Apemantos.
Apem, Thon know'stldo; I ealled thee by

thy name.
Tim. Thon art prond, Apemantos.
Apem, Of nothing so mooh as that I am not

likeTimon.
T^Bi. Wbitber art going? [brains.

Avem. To knock oot an h<mest Athenian's
TYnt. That's a deed thoolt die for.
Apem. Bight, if doing nothing be death by the

law.
Tim. How likes thoa this pictore, Apemantos ?
Apem. The best, for the innocence.
Tim. Wrought he not well that painted it?
Apem. He wrought better that made the
paintf r ; and yet he's hot a filthy piece of work.
Fain. Yon are a dog.

Apem. Thy mother's of my generatkm: What's
■he^iflbeadog?
Tim. Wilt dine with me, Apemantos ?
Apem. No, I eat not lords.
Tim. An thon shonldst, thoo'dst anger ladie«.
Apem, 0, their eat lords; so they come by

great oeUies.
Tim. That's a lasdvioos apprehension.
Apem. So thooapprehend'st it: Take it for
fhy laboar.
Tim. How dostthonlike this jewel, Apemantos?
Apem. Not so well as plam dealing, which
will not cost a man a doit.

Tim. What dost thon think 'tis worth?
Apem, Not worth my thinking.— How now,

poet?
Po«f. How now, 'philosopher?
Apem. Thoa liest
Poet. Art not one ?
Apem. Yes.
Poet. Then I lie not
Apem. Art not a poet?
Poet. Yes.

Apem. Then thoa Uest : look In fhy last woik,
where thoa bast feiflu'd him a worthy fellow.
Pcet. That's not feign 'd, he is so.
Apem. Yes. he is worthy of thee, and to pay
tbee for thy laboor : He that lores to be flattered
is worthy o' the flatterer. Heavens, that I were
a lord I
Tim, What wonldst do then, Apemantos ?



ATHENS. 607

Apem, Even as Apemantos does now, hate a
lord with my heart.

Tim, What, thyseU?

Apem, Ay.

Tim. Wherefore?

Apem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord.
Art not thoa a merchant ?

Mer, Ay, Apemantos.

Apem. T^rafflo oonfoond thee, If the gods will
notl

Mer. If trafilo do it, the gods do it

Apewt, Traffic's thy god, and thy god oonfoond
thee!

Trumpets mmnd. Enter a Serrant

Tim, What trnmpet's that?

8erv. 'Tis Alcibiadee, and some twenty hone,
All of companionship.

Tim, Pray entertam them ; give them zMt

to OS. — \^Exeuwt some Attendants.

Yoo most needs dine with me :— Go not yoo henee

Till I have thanked yoo; and, when dinner's done

Show me this piece.— I am joyfol of yoor sights.

Enter Aloibzai>b8, wOh ki$ eompanff.

Most welcome, sir I [ They edhUe.

Apem, So, so; there I —

Aches contract and etarve yoor sopple joints I—
That there shoold be small loye 'mongst these

sweet knaves.
And an this coort'sy I The strain of man's bred

oat
Into baboon and monkey.

Aleib, Sir, yoo have say'd my longfaig, and I
feed most hongerly on yoor sight

Tim. Bight welcome, sfar.

Ere we depart, well share a boonteoos time
In different pleasures. Pray yoo, let os in.

lExeuni all but Apxkantus.
Enter two Lords.

1 Lord. What time a day is't, Apemantos?
Apem, Time to be honest

ILord. That time serves stilL
Apem, The most accorsed thoo that still
omitt'st it.

2 Lord, Thoo art gohig to Lord Timon's f^ast
Apem. Ay, to see meat fill knaves, and wine

heat fools.
2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee weU.
Apem. Thoo art a fool to bid me farewell twice.
2 Lord. Why, Apemantos ?
Apem, Shooldst have kept one to thyself, for
I mean to give thee none.

1 Lord, Hang thyself.

Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding;
make thy requests to thy friend.

2 Lord, Away, onpeaceable dog, or VU spam
thee hence.

Apem. I will fly, Uke a dog, the heels of the ass.

[Exit.

1 Lord, He's opposite to homanitj. Oome,

shall we in.
And taste Lord Timon's boonty ? he ootgoes
The very heart of kindness.

2 Lord. He poors it oot ; Plotos, the god of

gold,
Is hot his steward : no meed, hot he repays
Sevenfold above itself ; no gift to him.
Bat breeds the giver a retom ezoeeding
All ose of qoittanoe.

1 Lord. The noblest mind he eairiet,

That ever govem'd man. (^r\r\n\c>

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TIMON OF ATHENS.



t Lwd, Long maj he live in fortnnet 1 Shall

we in 7
1 Lord, ril keep joa oompanj. \Eteew^

SCENE YL'-Tht same. A Room qf BtaU m
Timon*8 Eou$e.

Bauthoyi playing loud mune. A great banquet
served in ; Fulviub and others attending : then
enter Timon, Alcibiadbb, Lucius, Lucullub,
Skmpboniub, and other Athenian Senators,
tM^yENTiDiU8,am2 Attendants. Theneomes^
dropping qfUraU,ArsMJJHTVBt disconUntedly.

Ten, Most hononr'd Timon,
It hath pleas'd the gods to remember my father's

age,
And can him to long peace.
He is gone happy, and has left me rich :
Then, at in grateful virtue I am bound
To jonr free heart, I do return those talents,
Donbled, with thanlu, and Berrice. from whose

help
t deriy'd liberty.

Tim, O, by no means,

Honest Yentidins : jon mistake my lo?e ;
I gave it freely ever ; and there's none
Can truly say he gives, if he receives :
If oor betters play at that game, we mastnot dare
To imitate them : Faults that are rich, are fair.

Ven, A noble spirit.
[^They <Ul stand ceremoniously looking on TncoH.

Tim. Nay, my lords, ceremony was hot devis'd
at first
To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes,
Becanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown ;
But where there is true friendship, there needs

none.
Pray sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes,
Than my fortunes to me. [They sit,

1 Lord. My lord, we always have oonfess'd it.

Apem. Ho, ho, confessed it 1 hang'd it, have
you not 7

Tim. O, Apemantus I— you are welcome.

Apem. No, you shall not make me welcome :
I come to hare thee thrast me out of doors.

Tim. f^e, ihou'rt a churl ; you have got a
humour there
Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame : —
They say, my lords, ira furor brevis est^
But yond' man's very angry.
Go, let him have a table by himself ;
For he does neither afft ct company,
Nor is he fit for't, indeed.

Apem. Let me stay at thine apperil, Timon ;
I come to observe ; I give thee waruing on't.

Tim. I take no heed of thee ; thou art an Athe-
nian ; therefore welcome : I myself would have
no power : prithee let my meat make thee sUent.

Apem. I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me,
for I should
Ne'er flatter thee.— O you gods I what a number
Of men eat Timon, and he sees them not 1
It grieves me to see so manv dip their meat
In one man's blood ; and all the madness ia,
He cheers them up too.

I wonder men dare trust themselves with men :
Methinks, they should invite them without

knives;
Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
There's much example for't ; the fellow, that
Sits next him now, parts bread with him, and

pled free
The breath of him in a difided draught,



Is the readiest man to kill him: ithasbeenproT*d
If I were a huse man, I should fear t* drink at

meals;
Lest they should tpy my windpipe's dangerous

notes:
Great men should drink with harness on their

throats.
Titn. My lord, in heart ; and )et the health go

round.
2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord.
Ajpem. Flow this way I A mrave fellow 1— he

keeps his tides welL
Those healths will make thee, and thy state, lo<^

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

Apekaktub's Gbacb.
Immortal gods, I crave no pelf ;
I pray for no man, but myself :
Grant I may never prove so fond.
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 :
Bioh men sin, and I eat root.

[Eats and drinks.
Mrch good dioh thy good heart, Apemantus I
Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the

field now.
Aleib. My heart iseverat your service, my lord.
Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of
enemies, than a dinner of friends.

Aleib. 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 mightst kill 'em,
and bid me to 'em.

1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my
lord, that you would-once use our hearts, wherel^
we might express seme part of our leids, we
should think ourselves for ever perfect

Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but thegods
themselves have provided that I shall have much
help from you : How had you been, my friends,
else 7 why have you that charitable title from
tbonsands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart t
I have told more of you to myself, than you can
with modesty speak in your own bebalf ; and thus
far I confirm you. O, you gods, think I, what
need we have any friends, if we should ne'er have
need of them? they were the most needless
creatures living should wene'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 wished myself poorer, that I
might oome nearer to you. We are bom to do
benefits : and what better or properer can we call
our own than the riches of our friends ? O, what
a precious comfort 'tis to have so many like
brothers, commanding one another's fortunes t
O joy, e'en made away ere it can be bom I Mine
eyes cannot hold out water, methinks; to forget
their faults, I drink to you.

Apem, Thou weepest to make them drink,
Timon.

2 Lord. Joyhadthelikeconeeptioninonrma,
And. at that Instant, l^.^aj^ sprung up.|^



TIMON OF
Jpem. Ho, Itol I laugh to ihink that babe a

bastard.
8 Lord. I promise yoOt my lord, yoa moY*d me

mnoli*
Apem. Maohl [Tucket founded.

Tim, What means that trump ?— How now f

Enter a Servant.

Serv. Please yon, my lord, there are eertain
ladies most desirons of admittance.

Tim. Ladies ? Wbat are their wills f

Serv. There oomes with them a forerunner, my
lord, which bears that o£Elce to signify thek
pleasares.

TYiii. I pray, let them be admitted.

Enter Cxjud.
Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon;— and to all
That of his boonties taste !— the five best senses
Acknowledge thee tbeir patron ;— and oome freely
To gratnlate thy plenteons bosom :
The ear, taste, tonoh, smeU, pleas'd from thy table

rise:
Tbey only now eome bat to feast thine eyes.
Tun. They are welcome all ; let them have kind
admittance.
Mndo make their welcome. [Exit Ounn.

1 Lord. Ton see, my lord, how ample y' are
beloVd.

Munc. Be-enter Cupm, wiik a masque o/Ladies
Of Amaxona, with lutes in their hands, dancing
mid playing,

Apem. Hey-day, what a sweep of vanity oomes
this wayl

Tbey dance t 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 f

Who dies, that bears not one spurn to their graves

Of their friends* gift?

I should fear those that dance before me now.

Would one dav stamp upon mo : It has been done :

Men shut thdr doors against a setting sun.

The JjotAb rise /rom the tables with much adoring
of TiMov : andt to show their loves^ each singles
out an Amaston, and all dance, men with women^
m lofty strain or two to the hautboys, and cease,
Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace,
fsir ladies.

Set a filr fashion on our entertainment,

Which was not half so beautiful and kind;

You have added worth unto't and lustre.

And entertain'd me with mine own device ;

I am to thank you for it.
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.
Tim. Ladies, there is an idle banquet

Attends you : please you to dispose yourselves.
AU Lad. Host thankfully, my lord.

[Exeunt Cupid and Ladies.
Tim. Flavins I
Flav. Uj lord.

Tim. The little casket bring me hither.

Flav. Yes, my lord. — More jewels yet I

There is no crossing him in his humour;

[Aside.

Else I should teU him, - Well,-4'fkith, I should.



ATHENa 699

When all's spent, he*d be eross'd then, an he

could.
T'lB pity bounty had not eyes behind ;
That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind.
[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 must entreat yon, honour me so much,
As to advance this jewel ; accept it, and wear it,
Kind my lord.

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

Enter a Servant

iS'erv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the
senate
Newly alighted, and come to visit yon.
Tim, They are fairly welcome.
Flav. I beseech your honour,

Youobsafeme a word ; it does concern you near.
Tim. Near ; why then another time I'U hear
thee:
I prithee, let's be provided to show them enter-
tainment.
Flav. I scarce know how. [Aside.

Enter another Servant.

fi Serv. May it please your honour, the Lord
Lucius,
Out of his free love, hath presented to you
Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver.

Tim. I shalkiccept them fairly : let the presents

Enter a third Servant.
Be worthUy entertain'd—How now, what news?

8 Serv. Please you, my lord, that honourable
gentleman, Lord LacuUns, entreats your com-
pany to-morrow to hunt with him ; and has sent
your honour two brace of greyhounds.

Tiwi, I'll hunt with him ; and let them be
received.
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 show him what a beggar his heart is,
Being of no power to make his wishes good
His promises fly co beyond his state.
That what he speaks is all in debt, he owes foe

every word ;
He is so kind, that he now pm interest for't ;
His land's put to their books. Well, 'would I were
Gkntly put out of office, before I were forced out t
Happier is he that has no friend to feed,
Than such that do even enemies exoeed.
I bleed inwardly for my lord. [ Exit.

Tim. You do yourselves

Much wrong, you bate too much of your own

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

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

8 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty I
Tim. And now I remember, my lord, you gave
Good words the other day of a bay courser
I rode on : it is yours, because you liked it I
2 Lord. 0, I beseech you. pardon me, my
Icffd, in tha^ r ^ i

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600 TIMON OF

Tim, Ton maj take my word» mj lord ; X
know, no man
Oan lnstly praise, bnt what he does affect :
I weigh my friend's affection with mine own ;
I'll tpll yoQ true. I'll call to yoo.

All L<>rds. None so welcome.

Tim. I take all and yonr several visitations
So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give ;
Methiuks, I coold deal kingdoms to my friends,
And ne'er be weary.— Alcibiades,
Thon 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.

Aleib. A^, defll'd land, my lord.

1 Lord. We are so vurtnoosly bound, —
Tim. And bo

Am I to TOO.

2 Lord. Bo infinitely endear'd —
Tim. All to yoa — Lights, more lights.

1 Lord. The best of happiness.

Honour and fortunes keep withyou, Lord Timon I
Tim, Beady for bis friends.

ISxeunt Aloibiadbs, Lords, de.



ATHEN&

Apem. What a coil's here t

8(>rving of becks, and jutting out of bums !
I doubt whether their legs be worth the suma
That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of

dregs:
Methinks, false hearts should never have sound

legs.
Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on
oourt'sies.

Tim. Now Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen,
I would be good to thee.

Apem. No, I'll nothing: for if I should be
brib d too, there would be none left to rail upon
thee ; and then thou wouldstsin the faster. Tbon
giv'st so lon^, Timon, I fear mf>, thou wilt give
away thyst* If in paper sbortl;^ : What need theae
feasts, pomps, and vain glones7

Tim. Nay, an you begio to rail on society once
I am sworu not to give regard toyou. Farewell ;
and come with better mudc. [Exit.

Apem. So ;— thou'lt not hear me now,— thou
shalt not then. I'll lock thy heaven from thee.
O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery 1 lExii,



ACT n.



8GENB L— Athens. A Boom in a Senator's
House.

Enter a Senator, wiihpapen in hit hand.

Sen, And late, five thousand : to Yarro, and
to Isidore,
He owes nine thousand ; besides my former sum,
Which makes it five and twenty. — Still in motion
Of raging waste f It cannot holcT; it will notr
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 stiU invites
All that pass by. It cannot hold ; no reason
Can sound his state in safety. Caphis, hoa !
Oaphis, I say 1

.Vnfer Caphis.

Capk. Here, sir : What is your pleasure f

Sen, Oet on your cloak, and haste yon to
Lord Timon.
Importune him for my moneys ; be not ceas'd
With slight denial ; nor then silenc'd, when—
** Commend me to your master " — and the cap
Plajs in the right hand thus:— but tell hum,

sirrah,
My uses ery 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 emit my credit: I love and honour him;
But must not break my back te heal his finger :
Immediate are my needs ; and my relief
Must not be toss'd and tum'd to me in woi Js,
But find supply immediate. Get yon gone :
Put on a most importunate aspect,
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 phcenix. Ctot you gone.

Capk. I go, sir.

Sen, Ay, go, sir.— Take the bonds along with
you,



And have the dates in oompt.
Capk, 1 will, sir.

Sen, Go. ISaevml,

SCENE JL-^A Hall in Timon's House.

Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand,

Flav. Nocare, no stop I so senseless of expense
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 eare
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

hunting.
Fye, fye, fye, fyel

Enter Caphib, and the Servants qf IsmoBB and
Yabbo.

Capk. Good even, Y ano : What,

You come for money f

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

Caph. It is ; — and yours too, Isidore f
Isid. Serv. It is so.

Caph. 'Would we were all discharged I
Var. Serv. I fear it

Caph. Here comes the lord.

Enter Timon, ALCtBiAnsB, and Lords, Sc.

Tim. So soon as dinner's done, well forth again,
}Jij Alcibiades.— With me? What is your willf

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

Tim. Mine honest friend,

I prithee but repair to me next morning.

Capk. Nay, good my lord, —

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Tiwi. OoDtaIn thyself, good friend.

Var. Serv. One Vftrro's servant, mv good lord,-—

Isid. Serv. From Isidore ;

He hnmbly prays your speedy payment,—

Oaph. If yoQ did know, my lord, my master's
wants, —

For. Serv, 'Twas doe on foxfeitore, my lord,
six weeks,
And past, —

Jsid, Serv, Tonr steward pots me off, my lord ;
And I am sent expressly to yonr lordship.

Tim, Give me breath : —
I do beseech yon, good my lords, keep on;

[Exeunt ALcmiADBB and Lords,
m wait upon yon instantly.— Come hither, pray
you. [2V> Flavius.

How goes the world that I am thns enoonnter'd
With olamorons demands of debt, broken bonds,
And the detention of long-sinoe doe debts,
Against my honour?

Flav. Please yon, mtlemen.

The time is unagreeable to this busioess:
Tour importunacy oease till after dinner;
That I may make his lordship understand
Wherefore you are not paid,

Tim. Do so, my friends ;

See them well entertained, lEzit Timon.

Flav. Pray draw near. [£xit Flayiub.

Enter Apehamtus tmd FooL

Oaph. 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 I

Var. i&Tertf. How dost, fool f

Jpem. Dost dialogue wiUi thy shadow f

Var. Serv. 1 speak not to thee.

Apem. No; tis to thyself . — Come away.

[To the Fool.

laid, Serv. [To Yab. Serv.] There's the fool
hangs on your back already.

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

Oaph. Where's the fool now f

Apem. He last aslced the question. — ^Poor rogues
nd usurers' men 1 bawds between gold and want 1

All Serv. What are we, Apemantus t

Apem Asses.

AU Serv. Why?

Apem. That you ask me what you are, and
do nut know yourselves. — Speak to 'em, fooL

Fool. How do you, gentlemen ?

AU Serv. Gramereies, good fool: How does
your mistress?

Fool. She's e'en setting on water to soald
■ooh chickens as yon. 'Wovdd we oould see you
at Corinth.

Apewi, Good: Gramerey.

Enter Page.

Fool, Look you. here oomes my mistress' page.

Page, [To the FooL] Why, how now, captain?
what do you in this wise company? How dost
thou, Apemantus ?

Apem, 'Would I had a rod in my month, that
I might answer thee profitably.

Page. Prithee, Apemantus, read me the super-
scription of these letters: I know not which is
which.

Apem, Canst not read?

Page. No.

Apem, There will be Httle learning die, then,
that day thoa art hanged. This is to Lord Timon;



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this to Aloibiades. Go ; thon wast bom a bas-
tard, and thou'lt die a bawd.

Page. Thouwastwhelp'dadog; and thou shalt
famish, a dog's death. Answer not, I am gone.

[ExitFsig^.

Apem, Even so thou outrunn'st grace. Fool,
I will go with you to Lord Timon's.

Fool, Will you leave me there ?

Apem, If Timon stay at home. — ^Tou three
ferve three usurers ?

All Serv. Ay ; 'would they served us 1

Apem. So would I,— as good a trick as STsr
hangman served thief.

Fool. Are you three usurers' men?

AU Serv, Ay, fooL

FooL I think no usurer but has a fool to his
servant.
Ify mistress is one, and I am her fooL 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 ihis ?

Var, Serv. I could render one.

Apem, Do it then, that we may account thee
a whoremaster and a knave ; which notwith-
standing, 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 artifi-
cial one : Heis very often lilro a knight, and, gene-
rally, in all shapes that man goes up and down in,
from fourscore to thirteen, this spirit walks in.

Var. Serv, Thou art not altogether a fooL



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