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Enter a servant, with wine.
Lucul. Flaminius, I have noted thee always wife. "Here's to thee.
Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure.
Lucul. I have observ'd 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 theeGet you gone, sirrah. (To the servant, who goes out.)— Draw nearer, honest Flaminius; thy lord's a bountiful gentleman, but thou art wise, and thou knoweft well enough (altho' thou comeft to me) that this is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship without security. Here's three Solidares for thee; good boy, wink at me, and say, thou saw'll me not. Fare thee well.
Flam. Is't possible the world should so much differ, And we alive that liv'd? fly, damned baseness, To him that worships thee. (Throwing the money away.
Lucul. Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master. Flan. May these add to the number that may 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 paflion. This slave Unto this hour has my lord's meat in hii: Why bould it thrive, and turn to nutriment, Whea he is turn'd to poison? 0! may diseases only work upon't : And when he's fick to death, let not that part, Of nurture, my lord pay d for, be of power To expel Gickness, but prolong his hour! [Exit.
S CE N E II.
A Public Street. Enter Lucius, with three strangers. Luc. HO, the lord Timon ? he is my very good
friend, and an honourable gentleman. 1. Stran. We know him for no less, tho' we are but strangers to him.
But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours, now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, and his eftate shrinks from him.
Luc. Fye, no, do not believe it: he cannot want for money.
2 Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that not long ago one of his men was with the lord Lucullus, to borrow fifty talents, nay, urg'd extremely for't, and shew'd what necessity belong'd to't, and yet was deny'd.
Luc. What a strange case was that? now, before the Gods, I am alham'd on't. Deny'd that honourable man? there was very little honour shew'd in that. For
my own part, I must needs confess, I have received' some imall kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels, and such like trifles, nothing comparing to his; yet had he mislook'd him, and sent him to me, I should ne'er have deny'd his occasion fo
Enter Servilius. Ser. See, by good hap, yonder's my lord, I have sweat to see his Honour.-My honqur'd lord
To Lucius. Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, Sir. Fare thee well, commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend Vol. VII. H
Ser. May it please your Honour, my lord hath sent
Luc. Ha ! What hath he sent? I am so much endear'd to that lord; he's ever sending: how shall I thank him, think'st thou ? and what has he fent now?
Ser. H'as only sent his present occafion now, my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his instant use, with fifty talents.
Luc. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty times five hundred talents.
Ser. But in the mean time he wants-less, my Lord.
Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius ?
myfelf against such a good time, when I might ha' lhewn myself honourable? how unluckily it hap'ned, that I should purchase the day before for a little part, and undo a great deal of honour? Servilius, now before the gods, I am not able to do the more beast, I say) I was 'fending to use lord Timon myself, these gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had don't now... Commend me bountifully to his good lordship, and, I hope, his Honour will conceive the faireft of me, because I have no power to be kind. And tell him this from me, I count:it one of my greatest affli&ions, that I cannot pleasure fuch an honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use my own words to him? Ser. Yes, Sir, I shall.
[Exit Servilius. · Luc. I'll look ye out a good turn, ServiliusTrue, as you said, Timon is fhrunk, indeed; And he, that's once deny'd, will hardly speed. [Exit.
i Stran. Do you observe this, Hoftilius?
Of the same piece is every flatterer's fpirit:
3 Stran. Religion groans at it.
I Stran. For mine own part,
of his bounties came o'er me,
[Exeunt. .:S CEN E III.
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Enter a third Servant with Sempronius.
Ser, Oh, my lord,
Sem. How? deny'd him? Ventidius and Lucullus both deny'd him ? And does he send to me ? three! humu It shews but little love or judgment in him. Must I be his last refuge? his friends, like physicians, Thriv’d, give him over? must I take the cure On me? has much disgrac'd me in't ; I'm angry. He might have known my Place; I see no sense fort, But his occasions might have wooed me first: For, in my conscience, I was the first map That e'er received gift from him. And does he think so backwardly of me, That I'll requite it last? no: So it may prove an argument of laughter To the rest, and 'mongst lords I be thought a foot : I'd rather than the worth of thrice the sum, H’ad sent to me first, but for my mind's fake: I'd such a courage to have done him good. But now return, And with their faint Reply this Answer join; Who bates mine honour, shall not know my coin. (Exit.
Ser. Excellent! your lordship's a goodly villain. The devil knew not what he did, when he made man politic; he cross'd himself by’t; and I cannot think, but in the end the villainies of man will fet him clear. How fairly this lord strives to appear foul? takes virtuous copies to be wicked: like those that under hot, ardent, zeal would set whole Realms on fire. Of such a nature is his politic love. This was my
lord's best hope ; now all are fled, Save the Gods only. Now his friends are dead; Doors, that were ne'er acquainted with their ward's Many a bounteous year, must be employd Now. to guard sure their master. And this is all a liberal course allows; Who cannot keep his wealth, must keep his house.