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at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand; what's done, cannot be undone : to bed, to bed,
Despised Old Age.
age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.
Diseases of the Mind Incurable. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas’d; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ?
Macbeth's Defiance of the Hostile Army.
Reflections on Life.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
TIMON OF ATHENS.
Timon, a noble Athenian, lavishes his wealth on a host of flatterers whose worthlessness he discovers when misfortunes overtake him. Convinced of the heartlessness of his professed friends, he revenges himself on them by inviting them to a banquet, at which the dishes contain nothing but hot water, which he flings in the faces of his guests, and himself retires to the woods and becomes a confirmed misanthrope. In the meantime Alcibiades, an Athenian general, has been banished from Athens by the Senate for too vehemently interceding on behalf of a friend under sentence of death. The banished general levies an army and besieges Athens, the gates of which are opened to him, and the play concludes with the death of Timon and the resolve of Alcibiades to punish his own and Timon's enemies. Apemantus, a churlish philosopher, and Flavius, Timon's steward, are, in addition to those named, somewhat prominent characters in the drama. Dr. Johnson speaks of this play 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.”
Friendship in Adversity. I am not of that feather, to shake off My friend when he must need me. I do know him
A gentleman, that well deserves a help,
The pleasure of doing good. O, you gods, think I, what need we have any friends, if we should never have need of them ? they were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er have use for them : and would most resemble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you.
We are born to do benefits : and what better or properer can we call our own, than the riches of our friends ? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have so many, like brothers, commanding one another's fortunes.
Faithless Friends. 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 honourable, – But yet they could have wish’d—they know not—but Something hath been amiss—a noble nature May catch a wrench-would all were well—'tis pityAnd so, intending other serious matters, After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions, *
* Abrupt excuses.
With certain half-caps, and cold moving nods
A Friend Forsaken.
poverty, Walks, like contempt, alone.
The Vanity of Riches.
Apemantus's Appeal to Timon in the Woods.
Of wreakful heaven ;* whose bare unhoused trunks,
The Bounties of Nature.
Promising and Performance. Promising is the very air o' the time; it opens the eyes of expectation : performance is ever the duller for his act; and, but in the plainer and simpler kind of people the deed of saying is quite out of use. mise is most courtly and fashionable : performance is a kind of will or testament, which argues a great sickness in his judgment that makes it.
Timon's message to the Athenians.
* Exposed to the elements.