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Enter Timon and Flavius.
Apem. Come with ine, fool, come.

Fool. I do not always follow lover, elder brother, and woman, sometiine, the philosopher. Flav. Pray you, walk near, I'll speak with you anon.

(Exeunt Creditors, Apemantus and Fool.

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OU make me marvel; wherefore, ere this

Had you not fully laid my ftate before me ?
That 'I might fo have rated my expence,
As I had leave of means.

Plav. You would not hear me ;
At many leisures I propos d.

Tim. Go to:
Perchance, some single vantages you took,
When my indifpofirion put you back:
And that unaptness made you minister
Thus to excuse yourself.

Flav. O my good lord !
At many times I brought in my accounts,
Laid them before you; you would throw them off,
And say, you found them in mine honefty.
When, for some trifling Present, you have bid me
Return fo much, I've shook my head, and wept;
Yea, 'gainst th’authority of manners, pray'd you
To hold


hand more close. I did endure
Not seldom, nor no slight, checks; when I have
Prompted you in the ebb of your eítate,
And your great flow of debts. My dear-loy'd Lord,

Though you hear now too late, yet now's a time;
The greatest of your Having lacks a half
To pay your present debts.

Tim. Let all my land be sold.
Flav. 'Tis all engag’d, some forfeited and gone:


And what remains will hardly stop the mouth
Of present dues ; the future comes apace :
What shall defend the interim, and at length
* Hold good our reck'ning ?
Tim. To Lacedæmon did


land extend. Flav. O my good lord, the world is but a word; Were it all yours, to give it in a breath, How quickly were it goue !

Tim. You tell me true.

Flav. If you sufpe& my husbandry, or falshood,
Call me before the exacteft Auditors,
And let me on the proof.

So the Gods bless me,
When all our Offices have been oppreft
With riotous feeders; when all our vaults have wept
With drunken spilth of wine; when every room
Hath blaz'd with lights, and bray'd with minstrelsy;
I have retir'd me to ta waftful cock,
And set mine eyes at flow.

Tim. Pr'ythee, no more.

Flav, Heav'ns ! have I said, the bounty of this lord! How many prodigal bits have slaves and peasants This night englutted! who now is not Timon's ? What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is lord

Timon's ? Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon's ? Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this praise, The breath is gone whereof this praise is made: Feast-won, faft-loft: one cloud of winter showers, These flies are coucht.

Tim. Come, fermon me no further. * How goes our reck’ning ?] This Steward talks very wildly. The Lord indeed might have asked, what a Lord seldom knows,

How goes our reck’ning ? But the Steward was too well satisfied in that Matter. I would read therefore, Hold good our reck’ning ?

Warburton. a wasteful cock,] i. e. a Cockloft, a Garret.

And a wasteful Cock fignifies a Garret lying in wafte, negle&cd, put to no Wic.

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No villainous bounty yet hath past my heart ;
Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.
Why dost thou weep? canst thou the conscience lack,
To think I shall lack friends? secure thy heart;
If I would broach the vessels of my love,
*And try the arguments of hearts by borrowing,
Men and men's fortunes could I frankly use,
As I can bid thee speak.

Flav. Assurance bless your thoughts !
-Tim. And in some sort these wants of mine are

That I account them blessings; for by these
Shall I try friends. You shall perceive how you
Miftake my fortunes : In my friends I'm wealthy.
Within there, Ho! Flaminius, Servilius !

Enter Flaminius, Servilius, and other servants.

Y lord, my lord.

Tim. I will dispatch you sev'rally, You to lord Lucius-to lord Lucullus you, I hunted with his Honour to day--you to Sempronius---commend me to their loves; and I am proud, say, that my occasions have found time to use 'em toward a supply of money; let the request.be fifty talents.

Flam. As you have said, my lord.
Flav. Lord Lucius and Lucullus? hum-

Tim. Go, you, Sir, to the Senators; (To Flavius.
Of whom, even to the State's best health, I have
Deserv'd this hearing; bid 'em send o'th' instant
A thousand talents to me.

Flav. I've been bold, (For that † I knew it the most gen'ral way) To them to use your signet and your name ;

* And try the arguments ----j Arguments, for natures. + I know it the most gen'ral way] gen'ral for speedy,

But they do shake their heads, and I am here
No richer in Return.

Tim, Is't true? can't be ?
Flav. They answer in a joint and corporate voice,
That now they are at Fall, want Treasure, cannot
Do what they would ; are sorry-You are honour-

ableBut yet they could have wifht -they know notSomething hath been amissa noble nature May catch a wrench-would all were well—'tis pityAnd so intending other serious matters, After distasteful looks, and thefe hard fractions, With certain half-caps, and cold-moving nods, · They froze me into lilence.

Tim. You Gods reward them! I pr’ythee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows Have their Ingratitude in them hereditary: Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows, 'Tis lack of kindly warmth, they are not kind; And nature as it grows again tow’rd earth, Is fashion'd for the journey, dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius-prythee, be not fad, Thou’rt true, and just; ingenuously I fpeak, No Blame belongs to thee: Ventidius lately Bury'd his father, by whose death he's stepp'd Into a great estate ; when he was poor, Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends, I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me; Bid him suppose, some good necessity Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think, That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink Stew. 'Would, I could not: that thought is boun

ty's foe; Being frce itself, it thinks all others fo. [Exeunt.




Lucullus's House in Athens.
Flaminius waiting, Enter a servant to him.

SERVANT I have told. have told my lord of you ; he is coming down to

you. Flam. I thank



Enter Lucullus. Ser. Here's lord.

Lucul. One of lord Timon's men; a gift, I warrantWhy, this hits right: I dreamt of a filver bafon and ewre to night. Flaminius, honest Flaminius, you are very respe&ively welcome, Sir; fill me some wine. And how does that honourable, complete, freehearted Gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord and master?

Flam. His health is well, Sir.

Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, Sir; and what halt thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?

Flam. Faith, nothing but an empty box, Sir, which, in my lord's behalf; I come to entreat your

Honour to supply ; who, having great and instant occasion to ufe fifty talents, hath sent to your lordship to furnish him, nothing doubting your present affiftance therein.

Lucul. La, la, la, la, Nothing doubting, says he? alas, good lord, a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep so good a house. Many a time and often I ha' din'd with him, and told him on't; and come again to supper to him, on purpose to have him spend less. And yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning by my Coming ; every man hath his fault, and honesty is his. I ha' told him on't, but I could never get him from't.


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