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Will o'er some high-vic'd city hang his poison Phr. and Tym. Well, more goid;—What then?
In the sick air: Let not thy sword skip one: Believe't, that we'll do any thing for gold.
Pity not honour'd age for his white beard,

Tim. Consumptions sow
He is an usurer: Strike me the counterteit matron, In hollow bones of man; strikc their sharp shins,
It is her habit only that is honest,

5 And marr men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's Herself's a bawd: Let not the virgin's cheek

voice, Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk- That he may never more false title plead, paps,

Nor sound his quillets ’ shrilly: hoar the flamen", That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes, That scolds against the quality of thesh, Are not within the leaf of pity writ,

10 And not believes himscit: down with the nose, Set them down horrible traitor : Spare not thebabe,

Down with it tat; take the bridge quite away Whose dimpled smiles froin fools exhalist' their Of him, that his particular to foresee', mercy;

Smelis from the general weal: make curl'd-pate Think it a bastard, whom the oracle

rutliaus bald ; Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat shall cut?, 15 ind let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war And mince it sansremorse: Swear against objects'; Derive some pain from you: Plague all; Pit armour on thine ears, and on thine eyes ; That your activity may defeat and quell Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor Thesource of all crection. There's more gold:-babes,

Do you daun others, and let this damn you, Nor sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding, 20 And ditches grave to you all ! Shallperce a jot. There's gold to paythy soldiers : Phr. and Tym. More counsel, with more money, Miake large confusion; and, thy fury spent,

bounteous Timon. Confoundi: be thyseli! Speak not, be gone. Timɔ. More whore, more mischief first; I Alcis. Hast thou gold yet? I'll take the gold

have given you earnest. thou giv'st me,

25 Alcib. Strike up the drum towards Athens. Not all thy counsel.

Farewell, Timon; Tim. Dost thou, or dost thou not, heaven's If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again. curse upon thee!

Tim. If I hope well, I'll never sec thee more. Phr. (:d lr Giveussome gold, goodTimon: Alcib. I never did thee harm. Hast thou more?

[trade, 30 Tim. Yes, thou spok'st well of me. Tim. Enough to make a whore forswear her Alcib. Call'st thou that harm? And to make whores,abawd*. Hold up, you sluts, Tim. Men daily find it. Your aprons mountant: You are not oathable, Get thee away, and take thy beagles with thee. Although, I know, you'll swear, terribly swear, Alcib. We but offend him.--Strike. Into strong shudders, and to heavenly agues, 35

[Drum beats. Exeurt Alcibiades, The immortal gods that hear you, spare your

Prynia, and Tymandra. oaths,

Tim. [Digging.] That nature, being sick of I'll trust to your conditions : Be whores still;

man's unkindness, And he whose pious breath seeks to convert you, Should yet be hungry!-Common mother, thou Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up; 40 Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast", Let your close tire predominate his smoke, Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle, And be no turn-ccais: Yet may your pains“, six Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is pust, months,

[roofs Engenders the black toad, and adder blue, Be quite contrars: make false hair, and thatch The gildedi newt, and eveless venom'd worin", Your poor thin roofs with burthens of the dead,- 45 With all the abhorred births below crisp"? heaven Some that were hang’d, no inatter:

Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine; Hearthem, betray with them, and whore on still: Yield hiin, who all thy human sons doth hate, Paint 'till a horse may mire upon your face; From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root ! A pox of wrinkles !

(Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, 'i.e. draw forth. ? An allusion to the tale of Edipus. Perhaps objects is here used pro

i cincially for abjecis. *That is, enough to muke uwhore leave whoring, and a burd leave making whores.

i.e. I will trust to your inclinations. • Dr. Warburton comments on this passage thus : “ This is obscure, partly from the ambiguity of the word pains, and partly from the generality of the expression. The meaning is this : He had said before, follow constantly your trade of debauchery ; that is, (says he) for six months in the year. Let the other six be employed in quite contrary pains and labour, namely, in the severe discipline necessary for the repair of those disorders that your debaucheries occasion, in order to fit you anew to the trade; and thus let the whole year be spent in these different occupations. On this account he goes on, and says, Make false hair, &c.—Mr. Steevens however cor.ceives the meaning to be only this: “ Yet for half the year at least, may you sufler such punishment as is inflicted on harlots in houses of correction.; Quillets are subtilties. i. e. give theilumen the hoary leprosy. To foresee his particulur, is to provide for his private adrantare', for which he leares the right scent of public good. In hunting, when hares have crossd one another, it is common for some of the hounds to smell from the general tveal, and foresee their own particular. Shakspeare, who seems to have been a skiliul sportsinan, and has alluded often to falconry, perhaps alludes here to hunting. ** To grute is to entoinb. "l'hose infinite breast means whose boundless surface.

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Let it no more bring out ingrateful man!

Tim. What! a knave too? Go great with tygers, dragous, wolves, and bears: Apem. If thou didst put this sour cold habit on Teem with new monsters, whoin thy upward face To castigate thy pride, 'twere well : but thou Hath to the marbled mansion all above

Dost it eirforcedly; thou’dst courtier be again, Never presented !—0, a root,-Dear thanks! 5 Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas; Out-lives incertain pomp, is crown'd beforc: Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorice draughts, The one is filling still, never complete ; And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, The other, at high wish: Best state, contentless, That from it all consideration slips!

Hath a distracted and most wretched being, Enter Apemantus.

10 Worse than the worst, content 2. More man? Plague! plague !

Thou should'st desire to die, being miserable. Apem. I was directed hither: Men report, Tim. Not by his breath', that is more miserable. Thou dost affect my manners, and dost use them. Thou art a slave, whom fortune's tender arm

Tim. 'Tis then, because thou dost not keep a dog With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog*: Whom I would imitate: Consumption catch thee! 15 Hadst thou, like us, from our first swath' proApem. This is in thee a nature but affected;

ceeded A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung

The sweet degrees that this brief world affords Fromchange of fortune. Whythisspade? thisplace? To such as may the passive drugs of it This slave-like habit? and these looks of care? Freelycommand, thouwouldsthaveplung'd thyself Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie sost; 20 in general riot; melted down thy youth Hug their diseas'd perfumes, and have forgot In dillerent beds of lust; and never learn'd That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods, The icy precepts of respect", but follow'd By putting on the cunning of a carper', The sugar'd game before thee. But myself, Bethou a flatterer now, and seck to thrive Who had the world as my confectionary ; [men By that which has undone thee : hinge thy knee, 25 The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts of And let his very breath, whom thou'lt observe, At duty, more than I could framne employment, Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious strain, (That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves And call it excellent: Thou wast told thus ; Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush Thougav'stthineears,liketapsters,thatbidwelcome Fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare To knaves, and all approachers: 'Tis most just, 30 For every storm that blows) I to bear this, That thou turn rascal; hadst thou wealth again, That never knew but better, is some burthen: Rascals should hav't. Do not assume mylikeness. Thy nature did commence in sufferance, time

Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. Hath made thee hard in't. Why should'st thou Apem. Thou hast cast away thyself, being like

hate men? thyself :

|35 They never flatter'd thee: What hast thou given? A'madman so long, now a fool ; What, think'st If thou wilt curse,--thy father, that poor rag, That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, Must be thy subject ; who, in spight, put stuff Will put thy shirt on warm? Willthese moist trees, To some she beggar, and compounded thee That have out-liv'd the eagle, page thy heels, Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone! Andskip when thou point'stout?will thecoldbrook, 40 If thou hadst not been born the worst of men, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste Thou hadst been a knave, and Hatterer. Tocure thy o'er-night's surfeit? Callthe creatures, Apem. Art thou proud yet? Whose naked natures live in all the spight

Tim. Ay, that I am not thee. Ofwreakful heaven; whose bare unhoused trunks, Apem. I, that I was no prodigal. To the conflicting elements expos’d,

15 Tim. I, that I am one now : Answer meer nature, --bid them tlatter thee; Were all the wealth I have, shut up in thee, O! thou shalt find

I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone.Tim. A fool of thee: Depart.

That the whole life of Athens were in this ! Apem. I love thee better now than c'er I did. Thus would I eat it.

[Eating a root. Tim. I hate thee worse.

50 Apem. Here; I will mend thy feast. Apem. Why?

[Offering him something. Tim. Thou flatter'st misery.

Tim. First mendmycompany, take awaythyself

. Apem. I flatter not ; but say, thou art a caitiff. Apem. So I shall mend my own, by the lack Tim. Why dost thou seek me out?

of thine. Apem. Tovex thee.

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Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd; Tim. Always a villain's office, or a fool's. If not, I would it were. Dost please thyself in 't?

Apem. What wouldst thou have to Athens ? Арет. Ау.

Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou wilt,

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From infancy.-Srath is the dress of a new-born child. Respect, according to Mr. Steevens, means the qu'en dira't-on ? the regard of Athens, that strongest restraint on licentiousness : the icy precepts, i. e. that cool hot blood.

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Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. |to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here: The . Apem. Here is no use for gold.

commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of Tim. The best, and truest : For here it sleeps, and does no hired harın.

Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that thou Apem. Where ly’st o' nights, Timon? 5 art out of the city ? Tim. Under that's above me.

Apen. Yonder comes a poet, and a painter : Where feed'st thou o' days, Apemantus ?

The plague of company light upon thee! I will Aper. Where my stomach tinds meat; or, ra- fear to catch it, and give way: When I know ther, where I eat it.

not what else to do, I'll see thee again. Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew 10 Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, my mind!

thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's Apem. Where would'st thou send it?

dog, than Apernantus. Tim. To sauce thy dishes.

Apem. Thou art the cap'of all the fools alive. Apem. The middle of humanity thou never

Tim.'Would thou wertcleanenoughto spit upon. knewest, but the extremity of both ends: When 15 A plague on thee ! thou wast in thy gilt,and thy perfume,they mock'd Apem. Thou art too bad to curse. thee for too much curiosity'; in thy rags, thou

Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee,are pure. knowest none, but art despis’d for the contrary. Apem. There is noleprosy,butwhatthouspeak'st. There's a mediar for thee, eat it.

Tim. If I name thee.Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.

20 I'll beat thee, but I should infect my hands. Apem. Dost hate a medlar?

Apem. I would my tongue could rot them off! Tim. Ay, though it look like thee.

Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog! Apem. An thou hadst hated medlars sooner,

Choler does kill me, that thou art alive; thou shouldst have lov'd thyselfbetter now. What

I swoon to see thee. man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was be-25 Apem. 'Would thou wouldst burst! lov'd after his means?

Tim. Away, Tim. Who, without those means thou talk'st Thou tedious rogue ! I am sorry, I shall lose of, didst thou ever know belov'd?

A stone by thee. Apem. Myself.

Tim. I understand thee; thou had'st some means 30 Tim. Slave! to keep a dog.

Apem. Toad! Apen. What things in the world canst thou Tim. Rogue, rogue, rogue! nearest compare to thy flatterers ?

[ Apemantus retreats backward, as going. Tim. Women nearest; but nien, men are the I am sick of this false world; and will love nought things themselves. What wouldst thou do with 33 But even the meer necessities upon it. the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power? Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave;

Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men. Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat

Tim. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the con- Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph, fusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts ? That death in me at others' lives may laugh. Apem. Ay, Timon.

400 thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant

[Looking on the gold. thee to attain too! If thou wert the lion, the fox 'Twixt natural son and sire ! thou bright detler would beguile thee; if thou wert the lamb, the Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! fox would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the Thou ever young,fresh, lov’d,and delicate wooer, lion would suspect thee, when, peradventure, thou 45 Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow Wert accus'd by the ass : if thou wert the ass, thy That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god, duiness would torment thee; and still thou liv'dst That solder'st close impossibilities, but as a breakfast to the wolf: if thou wert the And mak'st them kiss! that speak’st with every wolf,thy greediness would aflictthee, and oft thou

tongue, shouldst hazard thy life for thy dinner: wert thou 50 To every purpose ! O thou touch of hearts ! the unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee, Think, thy slave inan rebels; and by that virtue and make thine own self the conquest of thy fury: Set them into confounding odds, that beasts wert thou a bear, thou wouldst be killd by the May have the world in empire ! horse: wert thou a horse, thou wouldst be seiz'd Åpem. 'Would 'twere so;by the leopard; wert thou a leopard, thou wert 55 But not 'till I am dead !--I'll say, thou hast gold: german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. were jurors on thy life : all thy safety were re- Tim. Throng'd to? motion ?; and thy defence, absence. What beast Арет. Ау. couldst thou be, that were not subject to a beast

Tim. Thy back, I pr'ythee. And what a beast art thou already, and seest not60 Apem. Live, and love thy misery! thy loss in transformation ?

Tim. Longlive so, and so die !--I am quit. Apem. If thou couldst please me with speaking

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In holier shapes: for there is boundless theft Enter Thieres.

in limited’ professions. Rascal thieves, 1 Thief. Where should he have this gold ? It is Here's gold:Go suckthe subtle bloodo' the grape, some poor fragment, some slender ort of his re- 5 Till the high fever sceth your blood to troth, mainder: the meer want of gold, and the falling- And so 'scape hanging; trust not the physician; from of his friends, drove him into this melan- His antidotes are poison, and he slays choly.

More than you rob: take wealth and lives together, 2 Thief. It is nois'd, he hath a mass of treasure. Do villainy, do, since you profess to do't,

3 Thief. Let us make the assay upon him; if he 10 Like workmen: I'll example you with thievery, care not for't, he will supply us easily; If he co- The sun 's a thief, and with his great attraction vetous y reserve it, how shall's get it?

Robs the yast sea: che moon's an arrant thief, 2. Thief. True; for he bears it not about him, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun; 'tiş hid.

The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves 1 Thief. Is not this he?

1. The moon into salt tears ’; the earth's a thief, All. Where?

That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen 2 Thief. 'Tis his description.

From general excrement: each thing's a thief, 3 Thief. He; I know hiin.

The laws, your curb and whip,in their rough power All. Save thee, Timon.

Have uncheck'd theft.Love not yourselves; au ay; Tim. Now, thieves.

120 Rob one another. There's more zold: Cut thrvats; All. Soldiers, not thieves.

All that you meet are thieves; To Athens, go, Tim. Both too; and women's sons.

Break open shops; nothing can you steal, All. We arenot thieves, but men that much do but thieves do lose it : Steal not less, for this want.

[meat. I give you ; and gold confound you howsoever! Tim. Your greatest want is, you want much of 25.imen,

(Exit. Why shouldyou want: Behold, the earth hathroots; 3 Thief. He has alınost charm'd me from

my Within this mile break forth an hundred springs : profession, by persuading me to it. The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips;

1 Thief: 'I'is in the malice of mankind, that he The bounteous huswife, nature, on each bush thus advises us; not to have us thrive in our Lays her full mess before you. Want? why want : 30 mystery.

i Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries, wa- 2 Thief. I'll believe him as an enemy, and give As beasts, and birds, and fishes.

[ter, over my trade. Tim. Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, i Thief. Let us first see peace in Athens; and fishes;

There is no time so miserable, but a man may be You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con?,]35 true,

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The Woods, and Timon's Cate.

What viler thing upon the earth, than friends,
Enter Flatius.

45 Who can bring noblest ininds to basest ends! Flav. O is yon despis'd and ruinous man my YOU gods !

How rarely* does it meet with this time's guise,

When man was wish'd' to love his enemies : Jord?

Grant, I may ever love, and rather woo Full of decay and failing? O monument

Those that would mischief me, than those that doʻ! And wonder of good deeds evilly bestow'd ! 50 He has caught me in his eye: I will present What an alteration of honour has

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To con thanks is a very common expression among our old dramatic writers. ? Limited, for legal. Mr. Tollett comments on this passage thus: “The moon is the governess of the floods, “tut cannot be resolved by the surges of the sea. This seems incontestible, and therefore an alteration of the text appears to be necessary. I propose to read :

-whose liquid surge resoltes the main into salt tears;-. e. risolves the mainland, or the continent, into sea. In Bacon, and also in Shakspeare's King Lear, act III. sc. 1. vain occurs in this signification. Earth melting to sea is not an uncommon idea in our poets. “ Melt carth to sea, sca flow to air.” I might add, that in Chaucer, mone, which is very near to the traces of the old reading, seems to mean the globe of the earth, or a map of it, from the French, monde, the world; but I think main is the true reading here, and might easily be mistaken for moon by a hasty transcriber, or a careless printer, who might have in their thoughts the moon, which is mentioned in a preceding line." * Rarely, for fitly; not for seldom. “We should read will'd. 6 The sense is, " Let me rather woo or care-s those that would mischief, that profess to mean me mischief, than those that really do mie mischicf under false professions of kindness.”

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Still Still serve him with my life.--My dearest master! To requite me, by making rich yourself. [man, Timon comes forward from his care.

Tim. Look ihee, 'tis so !-Thou singly lionest Tim. Away! what art thou?

Here, take:--the gods out of my misery Flat. Have you forgot me, sir ? [men; Have sent thee treasure. Go, live rich, and happy:

Tim. Why dost ask that? I have forgot all 5 But thus condition’d: Thou shalt build from 'men; Then, if thou grant'st thou art a man, I have Hate all, curse all: shew charity to none; Forgot thee.

But let the famish'd flesh slide from the bone, Flar. An honest poor servant of yours.

Ere thou relieve the beggar: give to dogs Tim. Then I know thee not :

What thou deny'st to men; let prisons swallow'em, I ne'er had honest man about me, I; all 10 Debts wither'em to nothing: Be men like blasted I kept were 'knaves, to serve in meat to villains.

woods, plur. The gods are witness,

And may diseases lick up their false bloods ! Meer did poor steward wear a truer grief And so, farewell, and thrive. For his undone lord, than mine eyes for you. Flar. O, let me stay, and comfort you,my inaster. Tim. What, dost thou weep:-Come nearer;-15 Tim. If thou hat'st curses, then I love thee,

Stay not; but fly, whilst thou art blest and free: Because thou art a woman, and disclaime'st Ne'er see thou man, and let me ne'er see thee. Finly mankind; whose eyes do never give,

[Exeunt severally. But thorough lust, and laughter. Pity's sleeping:

SCENE II. Strange times, that weep with laughing, not with 20 weeping!

The same. Flav. I beg of you to know me, good my lord,

Enter Poet and Painter. To accept my grief, and, whilst this poor wealth Pain. As I took note of the place, it cannot be lasts,

far where he abides. To entertain me as your steward still.

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Poet. What's to be thought of hinı? Does the Tim. Had I a steward

rumour hold for true, that he is so full of gold? So true, so just, and now so comfortable?

Pain. Certain: Alcibiades reports it; Phrynia L almost turns my dangerous nature wild?. and Tymandra had gold of him: he likewise en-Let me behold thy face.-Surely, this man rich'd poor straggling soldiers with great quanWas born of woman.

30/tity: 'Tis said, he gave his steward a mighty sum, Forgive my general and exceptless rashness, Poet. Then this breaking of his has been but a Perpetual-sober gods! I do proclaim

try for his friends? One honest man,-mistake ine not,—But one; Pain. Nothing else: you shall see him a palm No more, I pray, -and he is a steward.

in Athens again, and flourish with the highest. How fain would I have hated all mankind, 35 1 herefore, 'tis not amiss, we tender our loves to And thou redeem'st thyself; But all, save thee, him, in this suppos'd distress of his: it will shew I tell with curses.

honestly in us; and is very likely to load our Methinks, thou art more honest now, than wise; purposes with what they travel for, if it be a just For, by oppressing and betraying me,

and true report that goes of his having. Thou night'st have sooner got another service : 40 Poet. What have you now to present unto him? For many so arrive at second masters,

Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me true, only I will promise bini an excellent piece. (For I must ever doubt, though ne'er so sure)

Poet. I must serve bim so too; tell himn of an Is not thy kindness subtle, covetous, [gifts, intent that's coming toward him. If not a usuring kindness; and as rich men deal 45. Pain. Good as the best.' Promising is the very Expecting in return twenty for one? [breast air o' the time; it opens the eyes of expectation:

Flar. No, my most worthy master, in whose performance is ever the duller for his act; and, Doubt and suspect, alas, are plac'd too late: but in the plainer and simpler kind of people, the You should have fear'd false times, when

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50 is most courtly and fashionable: performance is Suspect still comes where an estate is least, Ja kind of will, or testament, which argues a great That which I shew, heaven knows, is merely love, sickness in his judgement that makes it. Duty and zeal to your unmatched mind,

Re-enter Timon from his cave, unseen. Care of your food and living; and, believe it, Tim. Excellent workman! Thou canst not paint My most honour'd lord,

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Poet. I am thinking, what I shall say I have Either in hope, or present, I'd exchange it provided for him: It must be a personating of For this one wish, That you had power and wealth himself: a satire against the softness of prosperity;

Knate is here used in the compound sense of a servant and a rascal. ? To turn wild is to distract.-An appearance so unexpected, says Timon, almost turns my sarageness to distraction. ' i.e. away from human habitations. * The sense is, “ The doing of that which we have said we would do, the accomplishment and performance of our promise, is, except among the lower classes of mankind, quite out of use." Personating for representing simply; for the subject of this projected satire was Timon's case, not his person,

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