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LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE.
This play, which contains many perplexed, obscure, and corrupt passages, was written about the year 1610, end

was probably suggested by a passage in Plutarch's Life of Antony, wherein the latter professes to imitate the
conduet of Timon, by retiring to the woods, and inveighing against the ingratitude of his friends. The finding
of hidden gold, (see Act IV.) was an incident borrowed from a MS. play, apparently transcribed about the year
1600, and at one time in the possession of Mr. Strutt the antiquary. A building yet remains near Atheus,
called Timon's Tower. Phrynia, one of the courtezans whom Timon reviles so outrageously, was that ex.
quisitely beautiful Phrine, who, when the Athenian Judges were about to condemn her for enormous offences,
by the sight of her bosom disarmed the court of its severity, and secured her life from the sentence of the law.
Aleibiades, kuown as a hero who, to the principles of a debauchee added the sagacity of a statesman, the in-
trepidity of a general, and the humanity of a philosopher, is reduced to comparative insignificance in the
present production. Its relative merits, as to action and construction, are succinctly pointed out by Johnson.
He describes it as "a domestic tragedy, which strongly fastens on the attention of the reader. In the plan
there is not much art, but the incidents are natural, and the characters various and exact. The catastrophe
affords a very powerful warning against the ostentatious liberality, which matters bounty, but confens no
benefits, and bugs flattery but not friendship.”

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. Timox, a noble Athenian.

Two SERVANTS of VARRO, and the SERVANT Lucius,

of ISIDORE ; two of Timon's Cre. Lords, and Flatterers of

ditors. LOCCLLUS,

Timon, SEYPRONTUS,

CUPID, and MASKERS.

Three STRANGERS.
VENTIDIOS, one of Timon's false Friends.
APEXANTUS, a churlish Philosopher.

POET, PAINTER, JEWELLER, and MERCHANT.

AN OLD ATHENIAN.
ALCIBIADES, an Athenian General.
FLAVIUS, Steward to Timon.

A PAGE.

A FOOL.
FLAYINIOS,
LUCILIUS, Timon's Servants.
SERVILIUS,

PHRYNIA,

TIMANDRA,
CAPRIS,
PHILOTI'S,
Servants to Timon's Credi-

Other Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers, tors. TITOS,

Thieves, and Attendants.
LUCIUS,
HORTENSIUS,

SCENE: Athens ; and the Woods adjoining.

;

}Mistresses to Alcibiades.

ACT I.

Mer. O pray let's see't: For the lord Timon

Sir ?
SCENE 1.-Athens.-A Hall in Timox's

Jew. If he would touch the estimate : But, for

thatFiouse.

Poet. When we for recompense have prais'd

the vile,
Enter POET,PAINTER, JEWELLER, MERCHANT, It stains the glory in that happy verse
and others, at several Doors.

Which aptly sings the good.
Poet. Good day, Sir.

Mer. 'Tis a good form.
Pain. I am glad you are well.

(Looking at the Jewel. Poet. I bave not seen you long. How goes

Jeu. And rich : here is a water, look you. the world t

Pain. You are rapt, Sir, in some work, some Pain. It wears, Sir, as it grows.

dedication
Poet. Ay, that's well known :

To the great lord.
Bat what particular rarity? what strange,

Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me.
Which manifold record not matches? See, Our poesy is as a gum, which ooze
Magic of bounty ! all these spirits thy power

From whence 'tis nourished : The fire i'the flint
Hath conjar'd to attend. I know the mercbant. Shows not, till it be struck; our gentle flame

Pain. I know them both; t'other's a jeweller. Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies
Mer. Ob! tis a worthy lord.

Each bound it chases. What have you there?
Jex. Nay, that's most fix'd.

Pain. A picture, Sir.-And when comes your Mer. A most incomparable man ; breath'd, *

book forth? as it were,

Poet. Upon the heels of my presentment * Sir.
To an untirable and continuate goodness :

Let's see your piece.
He passes. +

Pain. 'Tis a good piece.

(lent. Jen. I bave a jewel here.

Poet. So 'tis : this comes off well and excel.

• As soon as my book has been presented to l'imon.

S

- Loared.

+ Goes beyond common bounds.

me:

Pain. Indifferent.

Tbat shall demonstrate these quick blows of for. Poet. Admirable : How this grace

tune Speaks his own standing! what a mental power More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well, This eye shoots forth! bow big imagination To show lord Timon, that mean eyes * have Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture The foot above the head

(seen One might interpret. Pain. It is a pretty mocking of the life.

Trumpets sound. Enter Timon, attended; the Here is a touch ; ls't good ?

SERVANT of VENTIDIUS talking with him. Poet. I'll say of it,

Tim. Imprison'd is he, say you? It tutors nature: artificial strife

Ven. Serv. Ay, my good lord : five talents is Lives in these touches, livelier than life.

bis debt;

His means most short, his creditors most strait : Enter certain SENATORS, and pass over. Your honourable letter he desires

[him, Pain. How this lord's follow'd !

To those have shut him up; which failing to Poet. The senators of Athens :-Happy men!

Periods bis comfort. Pain. Look, more!

T'im. Noble Ventidius ! Well; Poet. You see this confluence, this great food I am not of that feather to shake off [him of visitors.

My friend when he must need me. I do know I have, in this rough work, shap'd ont a rnan, A gentleman that well deserves a help, Whom this beneath world doih embrace and which be shall have : I'll pay the debt, and free hug

him. With amplest entertainment: My free drift Ven. Serv. Your lordship ever binds him. Halts not particularly, t but moves itself

Tim. Commend me to him: I will send bis lo a wide sea of wax : no levell’d malice

ransom ; Infects one coinma in the course ( hold; And, being enfranchis'd, bid him to come to But flies an eagle flight, hold, and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.

'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, Pain. How shall I understand you ?

But to support him after.--Fare you well. Poet. I'll unbolt I to you.

Ven. Serv. All happiness to your honour ! You see how all conditions, how all minds,

[Erit. (As well of glib and slippery creatures, as

Enter an old ATHENIAN. Of grave and austere quality,) tender down Their services to lord Timon: his large fortune, Old Ath. Lord Timon, hear me speak. Upon his good and gracious nature hanging, Tim. Freely, good father. Subdues and properties to his love and tend- Old Ath. Thou hast a servant pam'd Laance

cilius. All sorts of hearts ; yea, foom the glass-fac'd Tim. I have so : What of him? Aatterer 9

Old Ath. Most noble Timon, call the man To Apernantus, that few things loves better

before thee. Than to abhor himself : even he drops down Tim. Attends he here, or no ?—Lucilius! The knee before bim, and returns in peace Most rich in Timon's wod.

Enter Lucilius. Pain. I saw them speak together.

Luc. Here, at your lordship's service. Poet. Sir, I have upon a bigh and pleasant Old Ath. This fellow here, lord Timon, this bill,

thy creature, Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd: The base o’the By night frequents my house. I am a man mount

That from iny first have been incliu'd to thrift; Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures, And my estate deserves an heir more rais'd, That labour ou the bosom of this sphere

Than one which holds a trencher To propagate their states :ll amongst them all, Tim. Well ; what further? Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd, Old Ath. One only daughter have I, no kin One do 1 personate of lord Timon's frame,

else, Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to On whom I may confer what I have got :

(vants The maid is fair, o'the youngest for a bride, Whose present grace to present slaves and ser. And I have bred her at my dearest cost, 'Translates bis rivals.

In qualities of the best. This man of thine Pain. 'Tis conceiv'd to scope. [thinks, Attempts her love : I prythee, noble lord, This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, me- Join with me to forbid him ber resort ; With one man beckon'd froin the rest below, Myself bave spoke in vain. Bowing his head against the steepy mount

Tim. The man is honest. To climb his bappiness would be well express'd Old Ath. Therefore he will be, Timon : in onr condition.

His honesty rewards him in itself, Poet. Nay, Sir, but hear me on :

It must not bear my daughter. All those which were his fellows but of late, Tim. Does she love him ? (Some better than bis value,) on the moment Old Ath. She is young, and apt: Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance Our own precedent passions do instruct us Rain sacrificial wbísperings I in his ear, What levity's in youth. Make sacred even bis stirrup, and through him Tim. (To Lucilius.) Love you the maid ! Drink *. the free air.

Luc. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts Pain. Ay, marry, what of these?

of it. Poet. When Fortune in her shift and change old Ath. If in her marriage my consent be of mood,

[ants,

missing, Spurns down her late belov'd, all his depend. I call the gods to witness, I will choose Which labour'd after him to the mountaiu's top, Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world, Even on their knees and hands, let him slip And dispossess her all. down,

T'im. How shall she be endow'd,
Not one accompanying his declining foot. If she be mated with an equal busband I
Pain. 'Tis common :

Old Ath. Three talents, on the present; iu A thousand moral paintings I can show

future, all.

T'im. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me • The contest of art with nature.

long : My poem does net allude to any particular character. To build his fortune, I will strain a little, t Explain. Shewing, as a glass does by reflection, For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daighter : the look of his patron.

To advance their con: sitions of life. Whisperings of offioious servility. • Lubale.

“Inferior spectators.

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ber;

.

What you bestow, in tuin I'll counterpoise,

Tim. An thou should'st, thou’dstanget Aud make him weigh with her.

ladies. Old Ath. Most noble lord,

Apem. Oh! they eat lords ; 80 they come by Pawn me to this your honour, she is bis. great bellies. Tim. My hand to thee; mine honour on my Tim. That's a lascivious apprebension. proinise.

Apem. So thou apprehend'st it: Take it for Luc. Humbly I thank your lordship : Never thy labour. inay

Tim. How dost thou like this jewel, Ape That state or fortune fall into my keeping, mautus? Which is not ow'd to you !

A pem. Not so well as plain-dealing, which (Exeunt Lucilius and old ATHENTAN. will not cost a mau a doit. Poet." Vouchsate my labour, and long live Tim. What dost thou think 'tis worth? your lordship!

Apem. Not worth my thinking.-110w now, Tim. I thank you; you shall bear from me poet! alon :

Poet. How now, philosopher ?
Go not away.--What have you there, my friend ? Apem. Thou liest.

Pain. A piece of painting, which I do be. Poet. Art not oue ?
Your lordship to accept.

(secchi A per. Yes. Tim. Painting is welcome.

Puet. Then I lie not. The painting is almost the natural man ;

Apem. Ait not a poei? For since dishonour traflics with inan's nature,

Pott. Yes. He is but outside : These pencil'd figures are Apem. Then thou liest : look in thy last Even such as they give out. * i like your work, where thou hast feigu'd bim a worthy work ;

fellow. And you shall find, I like it : wait attendance Poet. That's not feign'd, be is so. Till you bear further from me.

Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay Pain. The gods preserve you !

thee for thy labour : He that loves to be flatTim. Well me you, gentlemen : Give me tered, is worthy o'the flatterer. Heavens, that I your hl;

were a lord ! We must needs · Bé together.-Sir, your jewel Tim. What would'st do then, Apemantus ? Hath suffer'd u -- I praise.

A pem. Even as Apemantus does now, bate a Jew. Wbat, my lord? dispraise ?

lord with my heart. Tim. A mere satiety of commendations.

Tim. What, thyself! If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll’d,

Apem. Ay. It would unclew + me quite.

Tim. Wherefore ? Jew. My lord, 'tis rated

[know, A pem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord.As those, which sel!, would give : But you well | Art not thou a merchant ? Things of like value, differing in the owners, Mer. Ay, Apemantils. Are prized by their masters : believe't, dear lord, Apem. Traffic contound thee, if the gods will You mend the jewel by wearing ii.

not! Tim. Well mock'd.

Mer. If trafic do it, the gods do it. Mer. No, my good lord; he speaks the com- Apem. Trathc's thy god, and thy god confound mon tongue,

thee ! Wbich all men speak with him. Tim. Look, who comes here. Will you be Trumpets sound. Enter a SERVANT. chid 3

Tim. What trumpet's that?

Serv. 'Tis Alcibiades, and
Enter APEMANTUS.

Some twenty horse, all of companionship.
Jeu. We will bear with your lordship.

Tim. Pray, entertain them; give them guide Mer. He'll spare none.

to us. [Ereunt some Attendants. Tim. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apeman. You must needs dine with me :--Go not you tus !

hence,

(done, Apem. Till I be gentle, stay for thy good mor- Till I have thank'd you ; and, when dinner's tow;

(nonest. Show me this piece.-1 ani joyful of your When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves

sights.Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves ? thou know'st them not.

Enter ALCIBADES, uith his Company. A pem. Are they not Athenians ?

Most welcome, Sir!

[They salute. Tim. Yes.

A pem. So, so ; there! Apem. Then repent not.

Aches contract and starve your supple joints ! Jin. You know me, Apemantus.

That there should be small love 'mongst these Apem. Thou know'st I do; I callid thee by

sweet knaves,

(out thy name.

And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred Tim. Thou art proud, Apemantus,

Into baboon and monkey. + A pem. Of nothing so much, as that I am not Alcib. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, and I like Timon.

Most hungrily on your sight. Tim. Whither art going?

Tim. Righit welcome, Sir : Apem. To knock out an honest Athenian's Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time brains.

In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in. Tim. That's a deed thou'lt die for.

(Exeunt ali but APEMANTIS. Apem. Right, if doing nothing be death by the law.

Enter tuo Lores.
Tim. How likest thou this picture, Apemantus ? 1 Lord. What time a day is't, Apemantus ?
Apem. The best, for the innocence.

Apem. Time to be honest.
Tim. Wrought he not well, that painted it? 1 Lord. That time serves still.

Apem. He wrought better, that made the pain- Apem. The most accursed thou, that still ter; and yet he's but a filthy piece of work,

omit'st it. Pain. You are a dog.

2 Lord. Thou art going to lord Timon's feast. A pem. Thy mother's of my generation : What's Apem. Ay; to see ineat fill knaves, and wine she, if I be a dog ?

heat fools. Tim. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus ?

2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. No; I eat not lords.

• Alluding to the proverbe plaiv-dealing is a jewel, • What they profess to be.

but they who use it beggars. 1 Draw out the whole mass of my fortunes.

† His lineage degenerated into a monkey.

[feed

ass.

Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me farewell Apem. Let me stay at thine own peril, T twice.

mon ; 2 Lord. Why, Apemantus ?

I come to observe ; I give thee warning on't. Apem. Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an I mean to give thee none.

Athenian ; therefore welcome : I myself would 1 Lord. Hang thyself.

have no power : prythee, let my meai make thee Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding : silent, make thy requests to thy friend.

Apem. I scorn thy meat ; 'twould choke me 2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn

for I should thee hence.

Ne'er fatter thee.-0 you gods ! what a number

a Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the of men eat Timon, and he sees them not !

(Erit. It grieves me, to see so many dip their meat I Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, In one man's blood ; and all the madness is, shall we in,

He cheers them up too. And taste lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes I wonder men dare trust themselves with men : The very heart of kindness.

Methinks they should invite them without knives; 2 Lord. He pours it out : Plutus, the god of Good for their meat, and safer for their lives. gold,

There's much example fort; the fellow that Is but his steward: no meed • but he repays Sits next bim now, parts bread with him, and Sevenfold above itself: no gift to birn,

pledges But breeds the giver a return exceeding

The breath of bim in a divided draught, All use of quittance. +

Is the readiest man to kill him : it has been 1 Lord. The noblest mind he carries,

If I

(prov'd, That ever govern'd man.

Were a huge man, I should fear to drink at 2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall

meals; we in ?

Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerons 1 Lord. I'll keep you company. [Exeunt.

notes ;

Great men should drink with barness + on their SCENE 11.The same.-A Room of State in

throats. TIMON'S House.

Tim. My lord, in heart ; # and let the health

go found. Hautboys playing loud music. A great ban.

2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord. quet served in; FLAVIUS and others attend.

Apem. Flow this way!

[mon, ing; then enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, LU- A brave fellow 1-he keeps his tides well. Ticius, LUCULLUS, SEMPPONIUS, and other Those healths will make thee and thy state look Athenian Senators, with VENTIDIUS, and

ill. Attendants. Then comes, dropping after Here's that wbich is too weak to be a sinner, all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly.

Honest water, which ne'er left man i'the mire : Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleas'd the This and my food, are equals; there's no odds gods remember

Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
My father's age, and call him to long peace.
He is gone happy, and has left me rich:

APEMANTUS' GRACE.
Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound
To your free heart, I do return those talents,

Immortal gods, I crare no pell; Doubled, with thanks and service, from whose I pray for no man, but myself: help

Grani I may never prove so fond, $ I deriv'd liberty.

To trust man on his oath or bond; Tim. Oh! by no means,

Or a harlot, for her weeping; Honest Ventidius : you mistake my love ;

Or a dog, that seems a sleeping; I gave it freely ever; and there's none

Or a keeper with my freedom ; Can truly say he gives, if he receives :

Or my friends, if I should need 'em. If our betters play at that game, we must not Amen. So fall to't : dare

Rich men sin, and I eat root. To imitate them: Faults that are rich, are fair.

(Eats and drinks. Ven. A noble spirit.

Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus ! [They all stand ceremoniously looking on Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heari's in the TIMON.

field now. Tim. Nay, my lords, ceremony

Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my Was but devis'd at first, to set a gloss

lord. On faint deeds, hollow welcomes,

Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of eneRecanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown ; mies, than a dinner of friends. But where there is true friendship, there needs Alcih. So they were bleeding.new, my lord, none.

there's no meat like them : I could wish my best Pray, sit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes, friend at such a least. Than my fortunes to me.

Apem. 'Would all those fatterers were thine

[They sit. enemies then ; that then thou might'st kill 'em, 1 Lord. My lord, we always have confess'd and bid me to 'em. it.

1 Lord. Migbt we but have that happiness, Apem. Oh, ho, confess'd it ? hang'd it, bave my lord, that you would once use our hearts,

whereby we might express some part of our Tim. O Apemantus 1-you are welcome. zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perApem. No,

fect. | You shall not make me welcome :

Tim. O no donbt, my good friends, but the I come to have thee thurst me out of doors. gods themselves have provided that I shall have Tim. Fie, thou art a churl; you have got a much help from you : How bad you been my bumour there

friends else? why have you that charitable { title Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame : from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to my Thy say, my lords, that ira furor brevis est, I heart? I have told more of you to myself, than But yond' man's ever angry.

you can with modesty speak in your own behalí ; Go, let him have a table by himself;

and thus far I contirmi you. O you gods, think For he does neither affect company, Nor is he fit for it, indeed.

• Alluding to hounds which are trained to pursuit by

the blood of the animal which they kill. Armour. • No desert. + All customary returns for

i lo sincerity.

Foolish. obligations. # Anger is a short madness.

| At the summit of happiness. | Endearing.

you not?

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