Re-enter SERVANT, with wine.
Serv. Please your lordship, here is the wine.
Lucut. Flaminius, I have noted thee always

wise. Here's to thee.

Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure. Lucul. I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt spirit,-give thee thy due,-and one that knows what belongs to reason: and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in thee.-Get you gone, Sirrab.-To the SERVANT, who goes out.]-Draw Thy lord's a bounBearer, honest Flaminius. tiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou knowest well enough, although thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend money; especially upon bare friendship, without security. for thee; good boy, Here's three solidares⚫

your honour, my lord bath 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. He has only sent his present occasion
now, my lord; requesting your lordship to sup-
Luc. I know; his lordship is but merry with
ply his instant use with so many talents.
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, should not urge it so half faithfully. Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius? Ser. Upon my soul, 'tis true, Sir. Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurwink at me, and say thou saw'st me not. Farenish myself against such a good time, when I

thee well.

Flam. Is't possible, the world should so much [ness, differ; And we alive, that liv'd + Fly, damned base To him that worships thee.

Throwing the money away. Lucul. Ha! Now I see thou art a fool, and fit [Exit LUCULLUS. Flam. May these add to the number that may

for the master.

scald thee!

Let molten coin be thy damnation,
Thou disease of a friend, and not himself!
Has friendship such a faint and milky heart,
It turns in less than two nights? O you gods,
I feel my master's passion! This slave
Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him :
Why should it thrive, and turn to nutriment,
When he is turn'd to poison?

On may diseases only work upon't!

might have shown myself honourable ? how un-
luckily it happened, that I should purchase the
deal of honour ?-Servillius, now before the gods,
day before for a little part, and undo a great
I am not able to do't; the more beast, I say :-
was sending to use lord Timon myself these
gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the
wealth of Athens, I had done it now. Commend
me bountifully to his good lordship; and I hope
his honour will conceive the fairest of me, be-
cause 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
Good Servilius, will
honourable gentleman.
you befriend me so far as to use mine own words
to him?

Ser. Yes, Sir, I shall.

And, when he is sick to death, let not that part True, as you said, Timon is shrunk, indeed:

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. Lac. Who, the lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman. 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 commos ramours; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, and his estate shrinks from

Lac. Fie no, do not believe it; he cannot want

for money.

2 Strax. But believe you this, my lord, that, ant long ago, one of his men was with the lord

Luc. I will look you out a good turn, Servi[Exit SERVILIUS. lius.And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed. [Exit Lucius. 1 Stran. Do you observe this, Hostilius? 2 Stran. Ay, too well.

1 Stran, Why this

Is the world's soul; and just of the same piece
Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him
His friend, that digs in the same dish? for, in
My knowing, Tinion hath been this lord's father,
Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money
And kept his credit with his purse;
Has paid his men their wages: He ne'er drinks,
But Timon's silver treads upon his lip;
When he looks out in an ungrateful shape!)
And yet, (oh! see the monstrousness of man
What charitable men afford to beggars.
He does deny him, in respect of his,
3 Stran. Religion groans at it.
1 Stran. For mine own part,
never tasted Timon in my life,

Lalas, to borrow so many talents; nay, urg-Nor came any of his bounties over me,
ed extremely for't, and showed what necessity
be aged to't, and yet was denied.

Lac. How !

2 Stran. I tell you denied, my lord. Luc. What a strange case was that? now, Denied bedre the gods, I am asbam'd on't.

bonorable man there was very litle hoat bow'd in't. For my own part, I must needs Curfews, I have received some small kindnesses fran kum, as money, plate, jewels, and such like ms, nothing comparing to his; yet, had he so 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; 1 have sacat to see his honour.-My honoured [TO LUCIUS. Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, Sir. Fame Care well :-Commend me to thy honour- virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend.

SCENE III.-The same.-A Room in SEM-
PRONIUS' House.

Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a SERVANT of TI-
MON'S.
Sem. Must he needs trouble me in't? Humph!
'Bove all others?

And now Ventidius is wealthy too,
Whom he redeem'd from prison: All these three
Owe their estates unto him.
Serv. O my lord,

He might have tried lord Lucius, or Lucullus ;

Scene V.

Ser. Good gods!

Tit. We cannot take this for an answer, Sir.
Flam. [Within.] Servilius, help !-my lord!
my lord -

Enter TIMON, in a rage; FLAMINIUS following.
Tim. What, are my doors oppos'd against my

passage.

Have I been ever free, and must my house
Be my retentive enemy, my jail :

The place which I have feasted, does it now,
Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?
Luc. Serv. Put it now, Titus.

Tit. My lord, here is my bill.
Lue. Serv. Here's mine.

Her. Serv. And mine, my lord.

Both Var. Serv. And ours, my lord.

Phi. All our bills.

Seeing his reputation touch'd to death,
He did oppose his foe:

And with such sober and unnoted passion.
He did behave + bis anger, ere 'twas speut,
As if he had but prov'd an argument.

1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox, t
Striving to make an ugly deed look fair:
Your words have took such pains, as if they
labour'd

To bring manslaughter into form, set quarelling
Upon the head of valour; which, indeed,
Is valour misbegot, and came into the world
When sects and factions were newly born:
He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer
The worst that man can breathe; and make his
{lessly;
wrongs
His outsides; wear them like his raiment, care-
And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart,

Tim. Knock me down with 'em: cleave me To bring it into danger.

to the girdle.

Luc. Serv. Alas! my lord,

Tim. Cut my heart in sums.

Tit. Mine, fifty talents.

Tim. Tell out my blood.

Luc. Serv. Five thousand crowns, my lord.
Tist. Five thousand drops pays that.-

What yours!-and yours?

1 Var. Serv. My lord,

2 Var. Serv. My lord,

Tim. Tear me, take me, and the gods fall [Exit. upon you! Hor. 'Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps at their money; these debts may well be cailed desperate ones, for a inadman owes [Exeunt.

Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS.

If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,
What folly 'tis, to hazard life for ill?

Alcib. My lord.

1 Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear; To revenge is no valour, but to bear.

Alcib. My lords, then, under favour, pardon

me.

If I speak like a captain.

Why do fond men expose themselves to battle,
And not endure all threat'uings? sleep upon it,
And let the foes quietly cut their throats,
Without repugnancy? but if there be
Such valour in the bearing, what make we
Abroad? why then, women are more valiant,
That stay at home, if bearing carry it;
And th' ass, more captain than the lion; the felon,
Loaden with irons, wiser than the judge,
If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords,

Tim. They have e'en put my breath from me, As you are great, be pitifully good:

the slaves:

Creditors !-devils.

Flar. My dear lord,

Tim. What if it should be so ?

Flar. My lord,—

T. I'll have it so :-My steward!

Flax. Here, my lord.

T. So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again, Lucius, Lacutius, and Sempronius; all:

I once more feast the rascals.

Flar. O my lord,

You only speak from your distracted soul;

I there is not so much left, to furnish out

A moderate table.

T.. Be't not in thy care; go.

I charge thee; invite them all let in the tide
Laves once more; my cook and I'll provide.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-The same.-The Senate-House.

Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood?
To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;||
But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just. T
To be in anger, is impiety;

But who is man, that is not angry?
Weigh but the crime with this.

2 Sen. You breathe in vain.
Alcib. In vain ? his service done
At Lacedæmou and Byzantium,
Were a sufficient briber for his life.

1 Sen. What's that?

Alcib. Why, I say, my lords, h'as done fair
service,

And slain in fight many of your enemies:
How full of valour did he bear himself

In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds?
2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with
'em, he

Is a sworn rioter: h'as a sin that often Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner : If there were no foes, that were enough alone The Senate sitting. Enter ALCIBIADES, at-To overcome him: in that beastly fury

He has been known to commit outrages,
His days are foul, and his drink dangerous.
And cherish factions: 'Tis inferr'd to us,
1 Sen. He dies.

Alcib. Hard fate! he might have died in war.
My lords, if not for any parts in him,
time,
(Though his right arm might purchase his own

And be in debt to none,) yet, more to move you,

Alcib. I am an humble suitor to your virtues; Take my deserts to his, and join them both:

ity is the virtue of the law,

and arge but tyrants use it cruelly. pirases time, and fortune, to lie heavy In a friend of mine, who in hot blood,

s stepp'd into the law, which is past depth Those that, without heed, do plunge into it. Fa mall, setting his fate aside, t

corely virtues:

I did he soil the fact with cowardice;

# Na bonour in him which buys out his fault,) B, with a noble fury, and fair spirit,

hell was also a battle-axe--Timon, therefore, paradox too hard.
pee the word.

Fith the exception of this one act,

Rashness.
fensive violence is just.

My Jour dinner will not recompense this long stay: [lords, feast your ears with the music awhile; if they will fare so harshly on the trumpet's sound; we shall to't presently.

[Throwing water in their faces. Your reeking villany. Live loath'd, and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, Tim. [Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves win-You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's ter; such summer-birds are meu.-Gentlemen,

Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-But nakedness, thou detestable town!

Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.-
What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast,
Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest.
Burn, house; sink, Athens! henceforth hated be SCENE II.-Athens.-A Room in TIMON'S
of Timon, man, and all humanity?

And yet confusion live-Plagues, incident to Poor honest lord, brought low by his own