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◈ The Tragedy of Timon of Athens (아테네의 타이먼) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Athens. A hall in Timon’s house.
 
1 [Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and] [p]others, at several doors]
 
2 Poet.
3       Good day, sir.
4 Painter.
5       I am glad you're well.
6 Poet.
7       I have not seen you long: how goes the world?
8 Painter.
9       It wears, sir, as it grows.
10 Poet.
11       Ay, that's well known:
12       But what particular rarity? what strange,
13       Which manifold record not matches? See,
14       Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power
15       Hath conjured to attend. I know the merchant.
16 Painter.
17       I know them both; th' other's a jeweller.
18 Merchant.
19       O, 'tis a worthy lord.
20 Jeweller.
21       Nay, that's most fix'd.
22 Merchant.
23       A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were,
24       To an untirable and continuate goodness:
25       He passes.
26 Merchant.
27       O, pray, let's see't: for the Lord Timon, sir?
28 Poet.
29       [Reciting to himself]'When we for recompense have
30       praised the vile,
31       It stains the glory in that happy verse
32       Which aptly sings the good.'
33 Merchant.
34       'Tis a good form.
 
35 [Looking at the jewel]
 
36 Jeweller.
37       And rich: here is a water, look ye.
38 Painter.
39       You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication
40       To the great lord.
41 Poet.
42       A thing slipp'd idly from me.
43       Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes
44       From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint
45       Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
46       Provokes itself and like the current flies
47       Each bound it chafes. What have you there?
48 Painter.
49       A picture, sir. When comes your book forth?
50 Poet.
51       Upon the heels of my presentment, sir.
52       Let's see your piece.
53 Painter.
54       'Tis a good piece.
55 Poet.
56       So 'tis: this comes off well and excellent.
57 Painter.
58       Indifferent.
59 Poet.
60       Admirable: how this grace
61       Speaks his own standing! what a mental power
62       This eye shoots forth! how big imagination
63       Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture
64       One might interpret.
65 Painter.
66       It is a pretty mocking of the life.
67       Here is a touch; is't good?
68 Poet.
69       I will say of it,
70       It tutors nature: artificial strife
71       Lives in these touches, livelier than life.
 
72 [Enter certain Senators, and pass over]
 
73 Painter.
74       How this lord is follow'd!
75 Poet.
76       The senators of Athens: happy man!
77 Painter.
78       Look, more!
79 Poet.
80       You see this confluence, this great flood
81       of visitors.
82       I have, in this rough work, shaped out a man,
83       Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug
84       With amplest entertainment: my free drift
85       Halts not particularly, but moves itself
86       In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice
87       Infects one comma in the course I hold;
88       But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,
89       Leaving no tract behind.
90 Painter.
91       How shall I understand you?
92 Poet.
93       I will unbolt to you.
94       You see how all conditions, how all minds,
95       As well of glib and slippery creatures as
96       Of grave and austere quality, tender down
97       Their services to Lord Timon: his large fortune
98       Upon his good and gracious nature hanging
99       Subdues and properties to his love and tendance
100       All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-faced flatterer
101       To Apemantus, that few things loves better
102       Than to abhor himself: even he drops down
103       The knee before him, and returns in peace
104       Most rich in Timon's nod.
105 Painter.
106       I saw them speak together.
107 Poet.
108       Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill
109       Feign'd Fortune to be throned: the base o' the mount
110       Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures,
111       That labour on the bosom of this sphere
112       To propagate their states: amongst them all,
113       Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd,
114       One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame,
115       Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her;
116       Whose present grace to present slaves and servants
117       Translates his rivals.
118 Painter.
119       'Tis conceived to scope.
120       This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, methinks,
121       With one man beckon'd from the rest below,
122       Bowing his head against the sleepy mount
123       To climb his happiness, would be well express'd
124       In our condition.
125 Poet.
126       Nay, sir, but hear me on.
127       All those which were his fellows but of late,
128       Some better than his value, on the moment
129       Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance,
130       Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear,
131       Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him
132       Drink the free air.
133 Painter.
134       Ay, marry, what of these?
135 Poet.
136       When Fortune in her shift and change of mood
137       Spurns down her late beloved, all his dependants
138       Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top
139       Even on their knees and hands, let him slip down,
140       Not one accompanying his declining foot.
141 Painter.
142       'Tis common:
143       A thousand moral paintings I can show
144       That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's
145       More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well
146       To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen
147       The foot above the head.
148       [Trumpets sound. Enter TIMON, addressing himself]
149       courteously to every suitor; a Messenger from
150       VENTIDIUS talking with him; LUCILIUS and other
151       servants following]
152 Timon.
153       Imprison'd is he, say you?
154 Messenger.
155       Ay, my good lord: five talents is his debt,
156       His means most short, his creditors most strait:
157       Your honourable letter he desires
158       To those have shut him up; which failing,
159       Periods his comfort.
160 Timon.
161       Noble Ventidius! Well;
162       I am not of that feather to shake off
163       My friend when he must need me. I do know him
164       A gentleman that well deserves a help:
165       Which he shall have: I'll pay the debt,
166       and free him.
167 Messenger.
168       Your lordship ever binds him.
169 Timon.
170       Commend me to him: I will send his ransom;
171       And being enfranchised, bid him come to me.
172       'Tis not enough to help the feeble up,
173       But to support him after. Fare you well.
174 Messenger.
175       All happiness to your honour!
 
176 [Exit]
 
177 [Enter an old Athenian]
 
178 Old Athenian.
179       Lord Timon, hear me speak.
180 Timon.
181       Freely, good father.
182 Old Athenian.
183       Thou hast a servant named Lucilius.
184 Timon.
185       I have so: what of him?
186 Old Athenian.
187       Most noble Timon, call the man before thee.
188 Timon.
189       Attends he here, or no? Lucilius!
190 Lucilius.
191       Here, at your lordship's service.
192 Old Athenian.
193       This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature,
194       By night frequents my house. I am a man
195       That from my first have been inclined to thrift;
196       And my estate deserves an heir more raised
197       Than one which holds a trencher.
198 Timon.
199       Well; what further?
200 Old Athenian.
201       One only daughter have I, no kin else,
202       On whom I may confer what I have got:
203       The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride,
204       And I have bred her at my dearest cost
205       In qualities of the best. This man of thine
206       Attempts her love: I prithee, noble lord,
207       Join with me to forbid him her resort;
208       Myself have spoke in vain.
209 Timon.
210       The man is honest.
211 Old Athenian.
212       Therefore he will be, Timon:
213       His honesty rewards him in itself;
214       It must not bear my daughter.
215 Timon.
216       Does she love him?
217 Old Athenian.
218       She is young and apt:
219       Our own precedent passions do instruct us
220       What levity's in youth.
221 Timon.
222       [To LUCILIUS]Love you the maid?
223 Lucilius.
224       Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it.
225 Old Athenian.
226       If in her marriage my consent be missing,
227       I call the gods to witness, I will choose
228       Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world,
229       And dispossess her all.
230 Timon.
231       How shall she be endow'd,
232       if she be mated with an equal husband?
233 Old Athenian.
234       Three talents on the present; in future, all.
235 Timon.
236       This gentleman of mine hath served me long:
237       To build his fortune I will strain a little,
238       For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter:
239       What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise,
240       And make him weigh with her.
241 Old Athenian.
242       Most noble lord,
243       Pawn me to this your honour, she is his.
244 Timon.
245       My hand to thee; mine honour on my promise.
246 Lucilius.
247       Humbly I thank your lordship: never may
248       The state or fortune fall into my keeping,
249       Which is not owed to you!
 
250       [Exeunt LUCILIUS and Old Athenian]
251 Poet.
252       Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your lordship!
253 Timon.
254       I thank you; you shall hear from me anon:
255       Go not away. What have you there, my friend?
256 Painter.
257       A piece of painting, which I do beseech
258       Your lordship to accept.
259 Timon.
260       Painting is welcome.
261       The painting is almost the natural man;
262       or since dishonour traffics with man's nature,
263       He is but outside: these pencill'd figures are
264       Even such as they give out. I like your work;
265       And you shall find I like it: wait attendance
266       Till you hear further from me.
267 Painter.
268       The gods preserve ye!
269 Timon.
270       Well fare you, gentleman: give me your hand;
271       We must needs dine together. Sir, your jewel
272       Hath suffer'd under praise.
273 Jeweller.
274       What, my lord! dispraise?
275 Timon.
276       A more satiety of commendations.
277       If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd,
278       It would unclew me quite.
279 Jeweller.
280       My lord, 'tis rated
281       As those which sell would give: but you well know,
282       Things of like value differing in the owners
283       Are prized by their masters: believe't, dear lord,
284       You mend the jewel by the wearing it.
285 Timon.
286       Well mock'd.
287 Merchant.
288       No, my good lord; he speaks the common tongue,
289       Which all men speak with him.
290 Timon.
291       Look, who comes here: will you be chid?
 
292 [Enter APEMANTUS]
 
293 Merchant.
294       He'll spare none.
295 Timon.
296       Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus!
297 Apemantus.
298       Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow;
299       When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves honest.
300 Timon.
301       Why dost thou call them knaves? thou know'st them not.
302 Apemantus.
303       Are they not Athenians?
304 Timon.
305       Yes.
306 Apemantus.
307       Then I repent not.
308 Apemantus.
309       Thou know'st I do: I call'd thee by thy name.
310 Timon.
311       Thou art proud, Apemantus.
312 Apemantus.
313       Of nothing so much as that I am not like Timon.
314 Timon.
315       Whither art going?
316 Apemantus.
317       To knock out an honest Athenian's brains.
318 Timon.
319       That's a deed thou'lt die for.
320 Apemantus.
321       Right, if doing nothing be death by the law.
322 Timon.
323       How likest thou this picture, Apemantus?
324 Apemantus.
325       The best, for the innocence.
326 Timon.
327       Wrought he not well that painted it?
328 Apemantus.
329       He wrought better that made the painter; and yet
330       he's but a filthy piece of work.
331 Painter.
332       You're a dog.
333 Apemantus.
334       Thy mother's of my generation: what's she, if I be a dog?
335 Timon.
336       Wilt dine with me, Apemantus?
337 Apemantus.
338       No; I eat not lords.
339 Timon.
340       An thou shouldst, thou 'ldst anger ladies.
341 Apemantus.
342       O, they eat lords; so they come by great bellies.
343 Timon.
344       That's a lascivious apprehension.
345 Apemantus.
346       So thou apprehendest it: take it for thy labour.
347 Timon.
348       How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus?
349 Apemantus.
350       Not so well as plain-dealing, which will not cost a
351       man a doit.
352 Timon.
353       What dost thou think 'tis worth?
354 Apemantus.
355       Not worth my thinking. How now, poet!
356 Poet.
357       How now, philosopher!
358 Apemantus.
359       Thou liest.
360 Poet.
361       Art not one?
362 Apemantus.
363       Yes.
364 Poet.
365       Then I lie not.
366 Apemantus.
367       Art not a poet?
368 Poet.
369       Yes.
370 Apemantus.
371       Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou
372       hast feigned him a worthy fellow.
373 Poet.
374       That's not feigned; he is so.
375 Apemantus.
376       Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy
377       labour: he that loves to be flattered is worthy o'
378       the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord!
379 Timon.
380       What wouldst do then, Apemantus?
381 Apemantus.
382       E'en as Apemantus does now; hate a lord with my heart.
383 Timon.
384       What, thyself?
385 Apemantus.
386       Ay.
387 Timon.
388       Wherefore?
389 Apemantus.
390       That I had no angry wit to be a lord.
391       Art not thou a merchant?
392 Merchant.
393       Ay, Apemantus.
394 Apemantus.
395       Traffic confound thee, if the gods will not!
396 Merchant.
397       If traffic do it, the gods do it.
398 Apemantus.
399       Traffic's thy god; and thy god confound thee!
 
400 [Trumpet sounds. Enter a Messenger]
 
401 Timon.
402       What trumpet's that?
403 Messenger.
404       'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse,
405       All of companionship.
406 Timon.
407       Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us.
408       [Exeunt some Attendants]
409       You must needs dine with me: go not you hence
410       Till I have thank'd you: when dinner's done,
411       Show me this piece. I am joyful of your sights.
412       [Enter ALCIBIADES, with the rest]
413       Most welcome, sir!
414 Apemantus.
415       So, so, there!
416       Aches contract and starve your supple joints!
417       That there should be small love 'mongst these
418       sweet knaves,
419       And all this courtesy! The strain of man's bred out
420       Into baboon and monkey.
421 Alcibiades.
422       Sir, you have saved my longing, and I feed
423       Most hungerly on your sight.
424 Timon.
425       Right welcome, sir!
426       Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time
427       In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in.
 
428 [Exeunt all except APEMANTUS]
 
429 [Enter two Lords]
 
430 First Lord.
431       What time o' day is't, Apemantus?
432 Apemantus.
433       Time to be honest.
434 First Lord.
435       That time serves still.
436 Apemantus.
437       The more accursed thou, that still omitt'st it.
438 Second Lord.
439       Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?
440 Apemantus.
441       Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat fools.
442 Second Lord.
443       Fare thee well, fare thee well.
444 Apemantus.
445       Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice.
446 Second Lord.
447       Why, Apemantus?
448 Apemantus.
449       Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I mean to
450       give thee none.
451 First Lord.
452       Hang thyself!
453 Apemantus.
454       No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy
455       requests to thy friend.
456 Second Lord.
457       Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence!
458 Apemantus.
459       I will fly, like a dog, the heels o' the ass.
 
460 [Exit]
 
461 First Lord.
462       He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in,
463       And taste Lord Timon's bounty? he outgoes
464       The very heart of kindness.
465 Second Lord.
466       He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold,
467       Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays
468       Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him,
469       But breeds the giver a return exceeding
470       All use of quittance.
471 First Lord.
472       The noblest mind he carries
473       That ever govern'd man.
474 Second Lord.
475       Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?
476 First Lord.
477       I'll keep you company.
 
478 [Exeunt]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 A banqueting-room in Timon’s house.
 
1 [Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet] [p]served in; FLAVIUS and others attending; then enter [p]TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords, Senators, and VENTIDIUS. [p]Then comes, dropping, after all, APEMANTUS, [p]discontentedly, like himself]
 
2 Ventidius.
3       Most honour'd Timon,
4       It hath pleased the gods to remember my father's age,
5       And call him to long peace.
6       He is gone happy, and has left me rich:
7       Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound
8       To your free heart, I do return those talents,
9       Doubled with thanks and service, from whose help
10       I derived liberty.
11 Timon.
12       O, by no means,
13       Honest Ventidius; you mistake my love:
14       I gave it freely ever; and there's none
15       Can truly say he gives, if he receives:
16       If our betters play at that game, we must not dare
17       To imitate them; faults that are rich are fair.
18 Ventidius.
19       A noble spirit!
20 Timon.
21       Nay, my lords,
22       [They all stand ceremoniously looking on TIMON]
23       Ceremony was but devised at first
24       To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes,
25       Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown;
26       But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
27       Pray, sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes
28       Than my fortunes to me.
 
29 [They sit]
 
30 First Lord.
31       My lord, we always have confess'd it.
32 Apemantus.
33       Ho, ho, confess'd it! hang'd it, have you not?
34 Timon.
35       O, Apemantus, you are welcome.
36 Apemantus.
37       No;
38       You shall not make me welcome:
39       I come to have thee thrust me out of doors.
40 Timon.
41       Fie, thou'rt a churl; ye've got a humour there
42       Does not become a man: 'tis much to blame.
43       They say, my lords, 'ira furor brevis est;' but yond
44       man is ever angry. Go, let him have a table by
45       himself, for he does neither affect company, nor is
46       he fit for't, indeed.
47 Apemantus.
48       Let me stay at thine apperil, Timon: I come to
49       observe; I give thee warning on't.
50 Timon.
51       I take no heed of thee; thou'rt an Athenian,
52       therefore welcome: I myself would have no power;
53       prithee, let my meat make thee silent.
54 Apemantus.
55       I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I should
56       ne'er flatter thee. O you gods, what a number of
57       men eat Timon, and he sees 'em not! It grieves me
58       to see so many dip their meat in one man's blood;
59       and all the madness is, he cheers them up too.
60       I wonder men dare trust themselves with men:
61       Methinks they should invite them without knives;
62       Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
63       There's much example for't; the fellow that sits
64       next him now, parts bread with him, pledges the
65       breath of him in a divided draught, is the readiest
66       man to kill him: 't has been proved. If I were a
67       huge man, I should fear to drink at meals;
68       Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes:
69       Great men should drink with harness on their throats.
70 Timon.
71       My lord, in heart; and let the health go round.
72 Second Lord.
73       Let it flow this way, my good lord.
74 Apemantus.
75       Flow this way! A brave fellow! he keeps his tides
76       well. Those healths will make thee and thy state
77       look ill, Timon. Here's that which is too weak to
78       be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire:
79       This and my food are equals; there's no odds:
80       Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
81       Apemantus' grace.
82       Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
83       I pray for no man but myself:
84       Grant I may never prove so fond,
85       To trust man on his oath or bond;
86       Or a harlot, for her weeping;
87       Or a dog, that seems a-sleeping:
88       Or a keeper with my freedom;
89       Or my friends, if I should need 'em.
90       Amen. So fall to't:
91       Rich men sin, and I eat root.
92       [Eats and drinks]
93       Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus!
94 Timon.
95       Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now.
96 Alcibiades.
97       My heart is ever at your service, my lord.
98 Timon.
99       You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than a
100       dinner of friends.
101 Alcibiades.
102       So the were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat
103       like 'em: I could wish my best friend at such a feast.
104 Apemantus.
105       Would all those fatterers were thine enemies then,
106       that then thou mightst kill 'em and bid me to 'em!
107 First Lord.
108       Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
109       would once use our hearts, whereby we might express
110       some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves
111       for ever perfect.
112 Timon.
113       O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods
114       themselves have provided that I shall have much help
115       from you: how had you been my friends else? why
116       have you that charitable title from thousands, did
117       not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told
118       more of you to myself than you can with modesty
119       speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm
120       you. O you gods, think I, what need we have any
121       friends, if we should ne'er have need of 'em? they
122       were the most needless creatures living, should we
123       ne'er have use for 'em, and would most resemble
124       sweet instruments hung up in cases that keep their
125       sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished
126       myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
127       are born to do benefits: and what better or
128       properer can we can our own than the riches of our
129       friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have
130       so many, like brothers, commanding one another's
131       fortunes! O joy, e'en made away ere 't can be born!
132       Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks: to
133       forget their faults, I drink to you.
134 Apemantus.
135       Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon.
136 Second Lord.
137       Joy had the like conception in our eyes
138       And at that instant like a babe sprung up.
139 Apemantus.
140       Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a bastard.
141 Third Lord.
142       I promise you, my lord, you moved me much.
143 Apemantus.
144       Much!
 
145 [Tucket, within]
 
146 Timon.
147       What means that trump?
148       [Enter a Servant]
149       How now?
150 Servant.
151       Please you, my lord, there are certain
152       ladies most desirous of admittance.
153 Timon.
154       Ladies! what are their wills?
155 Servant.
156       There comes with them a forerunner, my lord, which
157       bears that office, to signify their pleasures.
158 Timon.
159       I pray, let them be admitted.
 
160 [Enter Cupid]
 
161 Cupid.
162       Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all
163       That of his bounties taste! The five best senses
164       Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely
165       To gratulate thy plenteous bosom: th' ear,
166       Taste, touch and smell, pleased from thy tale rise;
167       They only now come but to feast thine eyes.
168 Timon.
169       They're welcome all; let 'em have kind admittance:
170       Music, make their welcome!
 
171 [Exit Cupid]
 
172 First Lord.
173       You see, my lord, how ample you're beloved.
174       [Music. Re-enter Cupid with a mask of Ladies]
175       as Amazons, with lutes in their hands,
176       dancing and playing]
177 Apemantus.
178       Hoy-day, what a sweep of vanity comes this way!
179       They dance! they are mad women.
180       Like madness is the glory of this life.
181       As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.
182       We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;
183       And spend our flatteries, to drink those men
184       Upon whose age we void it up again,
185       With poisonous spite and envy.
186       Who lives that's not depraved or depraves?
187       Who dies, that bears not one spurn to their graves
188       Of their friends' gift?
189       I should fear those that dance before me now
190       Would one day stamp upon me: 't has been done;
191       Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
192       [The Lords rise from table, with much adoring of]
193       TIMON; and to show their loves, each singles out an
194       Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a lofty
195       strain or two to the hautboys, and cease]
196 Timon.
197       You have done our pleasures much grace, fair ladies,
198       Set a fair fashion on our entertainment,
199       Which was not half so beautiful and kind;
200       You have added worth unto 't and lustre,
201       And entertain'd me with mine own device;
202       I am to thank you for 't.
203 First Lady.
204       My lord, you take us even at the best.
205 Apemantus.
206       'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would not hold
207       taking, I doubt me.
208 Timon.
209       Ladies, there is an idle banquet attends you:
210       Please you to dispose yourselves.
211 All Ladies.
212       Most thankfully, my lord.
 
213 [Exeunt Cupid and Ladies]
 
214 Timon.
215       Flavius.
216 Flavius.
217       My lord?
218 Timon.
219       The little casket bring me hither.
220 Flavius.
221       Yes, my lord. More jewels yet!
222       There is no crossing him in 's humour;
223       [Aside]
224       Else I should tell him,—well, i' faith I should,
225       When all's spent, he 'ld be cross'd then, an he could.
226       'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind,
227       That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind.
 
228 [Exit]
 
229 First Lord.
230       Where be our men?
231 Servant.
232       Here, my lord, in readiness.
233 Second Lord.
234       Our horses!
 
235 [Re-enter FLAVIUS, with the casket]
 
236 Timon.
237       O my friends,
238       I have one word to say to you: look you, my good lord,
239       I must entreat you, honour me so much
240       As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it,
241       Kind my lord.
242 First Lord.
243       I am so far already in your gifts,—
244 All.
245       So are we all.
 
246 [Enter a Servant]
 
247 Servant.
248       My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate
249       Newly alighted, and come to visit you.
250 Timon.
251       They are fairly welcome.
252 Flavius.
253       I beseech your honour,
254       Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near.
255 Timon.
256       Near! why then, another time I'll hear thee:
257       I prithee, let's be provided to show them
258       entertainment.
259 Flavius.
260       [Aside]I scarce know how.
 
261 [Enter a Second Servant]
 
262 Second Servant.
263       May it please your honour, Lord Lucius,
264       Out of his free love, hath presented to you
265       Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver.
266 Timon.
267       I shall accept them fairly; let the presents
268       Be worthily entertain'd.
269       [Enter a third Servant]
270       How now! what news?
271 Third Servant.
272       Please you, my lord, that honourable
273       gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company
274       to-morrow to hunt with him, and has sent your honour
275       two brace of greyhounds.
276 Timon.
277       I'll hunt with him; and let them be received,
278       Not without fair reward.
279 Flavius.
280       [Aside]What will this come to?
281       He commands us to provide, and give great gifts,
282       And all out of an empty coffer:
283       Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this,
284       To show him what a beggar his heart is,
285       Being of no power to make his wishes good:
286       His promises fly so beyond his state
287       That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes
288       For every word: he is so kind that he now
289       Pays interest for 't; his land's put to their books.
290       Well, would I were gently put out of office
291       Before I were forced out!
292       Happier is he that has no friend to feed
293       Than such that do e'en enemies exceed.
294       I bleed inwardly for my lord.
 
295 [Exit]
 
296 Timon.
297       You do yourselves
298       Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits:
299       Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.
300 Second Lord.
301       With more than common thanks I will receive it.
302 Third Lord.
303       O, he's the very soul of bounty!
304 Timon.
305       And now I remember, my lord, you gave
306       Good words the other day of a bay courser
307       I rode on: it is yours, because you liked it.
308 Second Lord.
309       O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that.
310 Timon.
311       You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man
312       Can justly praise but what he does affect:
313       I weigh my friend's affection with mine own;
314       I'll tell you true. I'll call to you.
315 All Lords.
316       O, none so welcome.
317 Timon.
318       I take all and your several visitations
319       So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give;
320       Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,
321       And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,
322       Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich;
323       It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living
324       Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands thou hast
325       Lie in a pitch'd field.
326 Alcibiades.
327       Ay, defiled land, my lord.
328 First Lord.
329       We are so virtuously bound
330 Timon.
331       And so
332       Am I to you.
333 Second Lord.
334       So infinitely endear'd—
335 Timon.
336       All to you. Lights, more lights!
337 First Lord.
338       The best of happiness,
339       Honour and fortunes, keep with you, Lord Timon!
340 Timon.
341       Ready for his friends.
 
342 [Exeunt all but APEMANTUS and TIMON]
 
343 Apemantus.
344       What a coil's here!
345       Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums!
346       I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums
347       That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs:
348       Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs,
349       Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.
350 Timon.
351       Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I would be
352       good to thee.
353 Apemantus.
354       No, I'll nothing: for if I should be bribed too,
355       there would be none left to rail upon thee, and then
356       thou wouldst sin the faster. Thou givest so long,
357       Timon, I fear me thou wilt give away thyself in
358       paper shortly: what need these feasts, pomps and
359       vain-glories?
360 Timon.
361       Nay, an you begin to rail on society once, I am
362       sworn not to give regard to you. Farewell; and come
363       with better music.
 
364 [Exit]
 
365 Apemantus.
366       So:
367       Thou wilt not hear me now; thou shalt not then:
368       I'll lock thy heaven from thee.
369       O, that men's ears should be
370       To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!
 
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