You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies, Crust you quite o'er!-What, dost thou go? Soft, take thy physic first,-thou too,-and thou;— [Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out. What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast Burn, house! sink, Athens! henceforth hated be Re-enter the Lords. 1 Lord. How now, my lords! [Exit. 2 Lord. Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury? 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap? 4 Lord. I have lost my gown. 1 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and naught but humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other day, and now he has beat it out of my hat:-did you see my jewel? 3 Lord. Did you see my cap? 2 Lord. Here 'tis. 4 Lord. Here lies my gown. I feel't upon my bones. 4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I.-Without the Walls of Athens. Enter TIMON. Tim. Let me look back upon thee, O thou wall And pill by law! maid, to thy master's bed,- On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica, Take thou that too, with multiplying banns! [Exit. SCENE II.-ATHENS. A Room in TIMON'S House. Enter FLAVIUS, with two or three Servants. 1 Serv. Hear you, master steward, where's our master? Are we undone? cast off? nothing remaining? Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you? Let me be recorded by the righteous gods, I am as poor as you. 1 Serv. Such a bouse broke! So noble a master fall'n! All gone! and not And go along with him! 2 Serv. As we do turn our backs To our companion thrown into his grave, So his familiars from his buried fortunes Slink all away; leave their false vows with him, With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty, Walks, like contempt, alone.-More of our fellows. Enter other Servants. Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house. Flav. Good fellows all, The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you. [Giving them money. Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more: Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor. [Servants embrace, and part several ways. To have his pomp, and all what state compounds, For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar men. I'll ever serve his mind with my best will; [Exit. SCENE III.-THE WOODS. Before TIMON's Cave. Enter TIMON. Tim. O blessed breeding sun, draw from the earth Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb,- Scarce is dividant,-touch them with several fortunes; To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great fortune Raise me this beggar and deny't that lord; It is the pasture lards the rother's sides, The want that makes him lean. Who dares, who dares, And say, This man's a flatterer? if one be, Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Thou common whore of mankind, that putt'st odds Do thy right nature. [March afar off.] Ha! a drum?- But yet I'll bury thee: thou'lt go, strong thief, [Keeping some gold. Enter ALCIBIADES, with drum and fife, in warlike Alcib. manner; PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA. What art thou there? speak. Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw thy heart For showing me again the eyes of man! Alcib. What is thy name? Is man so hateful to thee, That art thyself a man? Tim. I am misanthropos, and hate mankind. For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something. Alcib. I know thee well; But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. Tim. I know thee too; and more than that I know thee I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; With man's blood paint the ground, gules, gules: Religious canons, civil laws are cruel; Then what should war be? This fell whore of thine Hath in her more destruction than thy sword, For all her cherubin look. Phr. Thy lips rot off! Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns To thine own lips again. Alcib. How came the noble Timon to this change? Tim. As the moon does, by wanting light to give: But then renew I could not, like the moon; There were no suns to borrow of. What is it, Timon? Tim. Promise me friendship, but perform none: if thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for thou art a man! if thou dost perform, confound thee, for thou art a man! Alcib. I have heard in some sort of thy miseries. Tim. Thou saw'st them when I had prosperity. Alcib. I see them now; then was a blessed time. Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of harlots. |