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Tin. Cut my heart in sums.

And with such łober and unnoted ? palon
Til Mine, fifty talents.

He did behave 3 his anger ere 'twas [pent,
Tin. Tell out my blood.

As if he had but prov'd an argument.
Luc. Five thousand crowns, my lord.

i Sen. You undergo too strict a paradoxo, Tim. Five thousand drops pays that.“ Striving to make an ugly deed look frir : What yours ? ---and yours?

Your words have touk fuch pains, as if they laboord i Var. My lord,

To bring man-ilaughter into form, and fet quarre2 Var. My lord,

Tim. Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon Upon the head of valour; which, indeed,

[Exit. Is valour mitbegot, and came into the world Hor. 'Faith, I perceive, our masters may throw When fects and factions were newly born : their caps at their money; these debts may be well He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer called desperate ones, for a madman owes 'em. The world that man can breathe ; and make his


wrongs Re-enter Timon, and Flavius.

His outfides ; to wear them like his raimeni, careTim. They have e'en put my breath from me, And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, the saves :

To bring it into danger.
Creditors !-devils.

If wrongs he evils, and enforce us kill,
Flav. My dear lord,

What folly 'tis to bazard life for ill?
Tim. What if it should be so?

Alc. My lord,-
Flay. My lord,-

I Sen. You cannot make gross fins look clear ;
Tim. I'll have it so :-My steward!

To revenge is no valour, but to bear.
Flav. Here, my lord.

Alc. My lords, then, under favour, pardon me,
Tim. So fitly? Go, hid all my friends again, If I speak like a captain.-
Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius, all;

Why do fond men expose themselves to batte, I'll once more feast the rafcals.

And not endure all threrts ? fleep upon it,
Flav. O my lord,

And let the foes quietly cut their throats,
You only speak from your distracted soul; Without repugnaucy? If there be
There is not so much left, to furnish out

Such valour in the bearing, what make we
A moderate table.

Abroad s? why then, women are more vairt, 71%. Be it not in thy care ; go,

That stay at home, if bearing carry it; I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide Thaís, more captain than the lion; and the felky, Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide. Loaden with irons, wifer than the judge,

[ Exeurt. If witdom be in suffering. O my lords,

As you are great, be pitifully good :

Who cannot condemu rashneis in cold blood ?
The Scrzte-bousc.

To kill, I grant, is fin's extremelt gusto;
Senators, and dicibiades.

But, in defence, by mercy 7, ’tis moft juit.
i Sen. My lord, you have my voice to 't; the To be in anger, is impiety;
fault's bloody;

But wbo is man, that is not angry? 'Tis necessary, he should die :

Weigh but the crime with this. Nothing emboldens fin so much as mercy.

2 Sen. You breathe in vain. Sen. Most true; the law shall bruise 'em. Ale. In vain? bis service done Akc. Honour, health, and compassion to the At Lacedæmon, and Byzantium, i Sen. Now, captain?

(senate! Were a sufficient briber for his life. Al. I am an humble fuitor to your virtues ; i Sen. What's ihat?

[fert For pity is the virtue of the law,

Al. Why, I say, my lords, he has done fair And none but tyrants ule it cruelly.

And Nain in figlit niany of your cnemies : It pleases time and fortune, to lie heavy

How full of valour did he bear himself Upon a friend of inine, who, in hot blood, In the latt conflict, and made plenteous wounds? Hath ítept into the law', which is part depth 2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with’em; he To those that, without hete, do plunge into it. Is a fu’orn rioter : he has a sin He is a man, setting his fate' alicic,

That often drownshim, and takes his valnur prisoner: Of comely virtues

If there were no foes, that were enough Nor did he foil the fact with cowardice ;

To overcome him : in that beastly fury (An honour in him, which huys out his fault) He has been known to commit outrages, But, with a noble fury, and fair spirit,

And cherith factions : 'Tis inferr'd to us, Seeing his reputation touch'd to death,

His days are foul, and his drink dangerous. He did oppose his fue :

i Sen. He dies. i. e. putting this action of his, which was pre-determined by fate, out of the question. 2 l's noted phon ineants, perhaps, an uncommon command of his pallion, such a onc as has not hitbeito been outlined. 3 1. e. manage his anger. 4 You undertake a paradox too hard. 5ic. What have wc to do in the field?

o Gujk, for a gravarica, according to Warburton. Mr. Sreciens thinks that 3,2 here means iwlkrefs, and that the allution may be to a sudden zullouind. Τις meaning is, I call merey herjilt to witness, that defensive violence is just.

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Ale. Hard fate! he might have died in war. 2 Sen. It should not be, by the persuasion of hade My lords, if not for any parts in him,

new feasting.
(Though his right arm might purchase his own time, 1 Sen. I should think fo: He hath sent me an
And be in debt to none) yet, more to move you, earneft inviting, which many my near Occasions
Take my deserts to his, and join 'em both : did urge me to put off ; bur he hath conjur'd me
And, for I know, your reverend ages love beyond them, and I must needs appear.
Security, I'll pawn my victories, all

2 Sen. In like manner was I in debe to my jmé
My honours to you, upon his good returns. portunate business, but he would not hear my ex-
If by this crime he owes the law his life, cuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me,
Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore ; that my provision was out.
For law is strict, and war is nothing more.

1 Sen. I am fick of that grief too, as I under.
I Sen. We are for law, he dies ; urge it no more, stand how all things go.
On height of our displeature : Friend, or brother, 2 Sen. Every man here's fo: What would he
He forfeits his own blood, that spills another. have borrow'd of you?

Alc. Muft it be so? it must not be. My lords, 1 Sen. A thousand pieces.
I do beieech you, know me.

2 Sen. A thousand pieces !
2 Sen. How?

I Sen. What of you?
Alc. Call me to your remembrances.

3 Sen. He sent to me, fir, -Here he comes. 3 Sen. What?

Enter Timon, and Attendants.
Alc. I cannot think, but your age has forgot me ; Tim. With all my heart; gentlemen both :-
It could not else be, I should prove fo base", And how fare you?
To fue, and be deny'd such common grace :

1 Sen. Ever at the best, hearing well of your My wounds ake at you.

lordship. i Sen. Do you dare our anger ?

2 Sen. The swallow follows not summer more 'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect; willingly, than we your lordihip. We banilh thee for ever.

Tim. (Alide.] Nor more willingly leaves winter ; Alc. Banith me?

such suinmer-birds are men.--Gentlemen, our dinEanish your dotage ; banish ofury,

ner will not recompense this long stay : feast your That makes the senate ugly.

[thee, ears with the musick awhile; if they will fare fo i Sen. If, after two days' shine, Athens contain harshly as on the trumpet's sound : we shall to 't Attend our weightier judgment.

presently. And, not to (well our spirita,

i Sen. I hope, it remains not unkindly with your He shall be executed prelently. [Exeunt Senate. lordihip, that I return'd you an empty messenger. Alc. Now the gods keep you old enough; that

Tim. 0, sir, let it not trouble you.

2 Sen. My noble lord,
Only in hone, that none may look on you !

Tinn. Ah, my good friend! what cheer ?
I am worse than mad : I have kept back their foes,

[The banquet boughe in.
Thile they have told their money, and let out 2 Sen. My most honourable lord, I am e'en
Their coin upon large interest; I myself, fick of shame, that, when your lordship this other
Rich only in large hurts.--All thore, for this ? day fent to me, I was so unfortunate a beggar.
Is this the balsam, that the uturing senate

Tim. Think not on't, fir.
Pours into captains' wounds. Hal banithment : 2 Sen. If you had sent but two hours before,
It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd: Tim. Let it not cumber your better remembrance.
It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,

-Come, bring in all together.
That I may Itrike at Athens. I'll cheer up 2 Sex. All cover'd dishes !
My discontented troops, and lay for hearts 3. I Sen. Royal cheer, I warrant you.
'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds ;

3 Sen. Doubt not that, if money, and the season Soldiers as little should brook wrongs, as gods. can yield it.


i Sen. How do you? What's the news ?

3 Sen. Alcibiades is banish'd : Hear you of it? SCE N E VI.

Both. Alcibiades banish'd !
Timon's House.

3 Sen. 'Tis so, be sure of it.
Enter divers Senators, at several doors.

1 Sen. How ? how ?
1 Sen. The good time of day to you, sir. 2 Sen. I pray yon, upon what?

2 Sen. I also with it to you. I think, this ho Tim. My worthy friends, will you draw near ? nourable lord did but try us this other day.

3 Sen. I'll tell you more apon. Here's a noble I Sen. Upon that were my thoughts eiring 4, feast toward. when we encounter'd : I hope, it is not so low 2 Sen. This is the old man still. with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his 3 Sen. Will 't hold ? will 't hold? leveral friends.

2 Sen. It does : but time will and so

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1 Base, for dishonoured. 2 Not to suell our spirit, may mean, not to put curselves 11.10 any tumour of rage, take our definitivè resolution. 3 i. e, the affections of the people. 4 A hawk is said to tire, when the amuses herself with pecking a pheasant's wing, or any thing that puts her in mind of prey. To tire upon a thing, is therefore to be idly employed ufon it.

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Your reeking villainy. Live loath'd, and long, Tim. Each man to his stool, with that spur as he Most smiling, imooth, ditested parafites, would to the lip of his mistress : your diet thall be Courteous destroyers, ifiable wolves, mcek her, in all places alike. Mke not a city featt of it, to You furls of fortune, trencher-friends, time's fies, let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first Cap and knee llaves, vapours, and minute-jacksi! place: Sit, fit. The gods require our thanks. Of man, and beast, the infinite malalys

You great berafaciar's, sprinkle fociety with Crutt you quite o'er ! - What, duit thou go? thankfulrifs

. Icr your own gifts, make you drives Soft, take thy physic first,—thou t00,--and tha: prais'd: burrifone fill to give, !ej! Vi deitics be

[T browus obe di res si ibes depis'd. Lenci in ich min enough, that one need 2:04 Say, I will lend thee money, borrow none.lend 19 anther : far, were your zodbeads to borrow What, all in motion ? Henceforth be no feast, of men, men would forfoke things gods

. Maki ile mert Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. de beleord, more than ibe man that gives it. Let noBurn house; sink Atheas; lienceforth hated be aj mbiy of writy be without a score of villains : Of Timon, man, and all humanity! [i If ibere jis tavelve women at ibe table, let a dozen 'fi

Re-enter obe Son.ztori. i bem be as they ujit.--The rejt of your fees !, O gods,--- i Sen. How now, my lords?

(fur; ibe jenators of Arbens, together with the common lama 2 Sen. Know you the quality of lord Timon's of peoples-what is amifs in them, you gods, make 3 Sen. Pish! did you see my cap? suitable for diftrusion. For these wy present friends, 4 Sen. I have lost my gown. -as they are so me notbing, so in nothing blefs iben, i Son. He's but a mad lord, and nough: bar to. and to nothin'y are they welcome.

mour (ways bim. He gave me a jewel the other Uncover, dogs, and lap.

way, and now lie has beat it out of my hat:-D [The eles uncovered are full of warm water. you see my jewel? Some jpouck. What does his lordihip mean? 2 Sen. Did you see my cap? Some other. I know not.

Sen. Here 'tis.
Timi. May you a better feast never behold, 4 Sen. Here lies my gown.
You knot of mouth-friends! smoke and luket i Sen. Let's make no Atay.
warm water

2. Se». Lord Timon's mad. Is your perfection 2. This is Timon's last;

3 Sin. I feel't upon my bones. Who Atuck and spangled you with flatteries, 4 Sen. One day he gives us diamonds, next day Wafhes it off, and sprinkles in your faces

ftones, [Throwing water in obeir faces. I


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Tith it beat out hij brains ! piety, and fear, 11 13 hout the walls of Athins.

Religion to the gous, pesce, justice, truch,

Doncitick awe, nig!it.rett, and neiglabourhood,
Enta, Timon.

Instruction, manners, mviteries, and trades,
ET me look back upon thee, O tho! wall,

Degrees, observances, customs, and laws,
That gir left rhofe wolves! Dive in the Decline to your confounding contrarios,

And yet confufion live! Plagues, incident to men, And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent; Pour potent and intectious fevers heap Obedience fail in children ! ilaves, and fueln, On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica, Pluck the grave wrinkled fenate from the bench, Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt And minister in their steads! to general tiltlis ! As lamely as their manners! luft anů liberty Convert o' the inttant, green virginity!

Creup in the minds and marrous of our youth; Do't in your parents' eyes ! bankrupts, hold fut: That 'guint the stream of virtue they may itrives Rather than render back, out with your knives, And drown themselves in riot ! itches, blains, And cut your truiters' throats ! bound fervants, Sow all the Atlenian boioms; and their crop steal ;

Be general leprofy! breath infect breath ; Large-hairled robbers your grave matters are, That their society, as their friendt?ip, may And pill by lay! maid, to thv muter's bed: Be meerly piton! Nothing I'll bear from thee, Thy mittrefs is on the brothel ! fun of fixteen, Buenakedness, thou detettable town! Pluck the lin'd cruch from thy old limping fire, (Take thou that too, with multiplying banns !

I Dr. Warburten thinks we shouid read foes. 2 1. c. the highest of your excellence. 3 i.e. fies of a leulon. 4 A minute-juik is what was calieat rmerly a fuck of the cisck-house; an image whole Ollice was the farve as one of those at St. Dunitan's church in Ficet-itreet. See note 1, p. 658. sj.c. cvery kind of disease incidfot to man ang buait.


Timon will to the woods ; where he shall find To have his pomp, and all what state compounds,
The unkindeft beast more kinder than mankind. But only painted, like his varnish'd friends ?
The gods confound (hear me, you good gods all) Poor honest lort, brought low by his own heart ;
The Athenians both within and out that wall! Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood 2,
And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow When man's worst sin is, he does too much good!
To the whole race of mankind, high, and low ! Who then dares to be half so kind again?

[Exit. For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar men,

My dearest lord,--bleft, to be most accurs'), SCENE II.

Rich, only to be wretched ;-thy great fortunes Timon's Houfe.

Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind lord i Enter Flavius, with two or three servants.

He's flung in rage from this ungrateful feat

Of monstrous friends : nor has he with him to i Serv. Hear you, master steward, where is

Supply his life, or that which can command it. our master? Are we undone ? cast off? nothing remaining? I'll ever serve his mind with my best will;

I'll follow, and enquire him out : Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say whilft I have gold, I'll be his ftewaru still. to you?

(E.cit. Let me be recorded by the righteous gods, . I am as poor as you.

S CE N E I Seru. Such a house broke !

The Woods.
So noble a master fallen ! All gone ! and not

Enter Timon.
One friend, to take his fortune by the arm,
And go along with him !

Tim. O blessed breeding fun, draw from the 2 Serv. As we do turn our backs

earth From our companion, thrown into his grave;

Rotten humidity ; below thy sister's orh 3 So his familiars from his buried fortunes

Infect the air ! Twinn'd brothers of one womb, Slink all away ; leave their falfe vows with him, Whose procreation, residence, and birth, Like empty purses pick'd : and his poor felf,

Scarce is dividant,-touch them with several forA dedicated beggar to the air,

tunes : With his disease of all-thunnid poverty,

The greater scorns the lesser : Not nature, (tune, Walks, like contempt, alone. -- More of our

To whom all fores lay fiege, can bear great for fellows.

But by contempt of nature 4.

Raise me this beggar, and denude that lord ;
Enter orber Servants.

The senator shall bear contempt hereditary,
Flav. All broken implements of a ruin'd house. The beggar native honour.

3 Sero. Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery, It is the paitor lards the brother's fides, That fee I by our faces; we are fellows still, The want that makes him leaves,

Who dares, Serving alike in forrow : Leakd is our bark;

who dares, And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck, In purity of manhood stand upright, Hearing the surges threat : we must all part And say, “This man's a flatterer ;' if one be, Into this sea of air.

So are they all; for every grize 6 of fortune Fluv. Good fellows all,

Is smooth'd by that below : the learned pate The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you. Ducks to the golden fool : All is oblique ; Wherever we fall meet, for Timon's take, There's nothing level in our curled natures, Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and But direct villainy. Therefore, be abhorr'd fay,

All fealts, societies, and throngs of men ! As 'twere a knell unto our mafter's fortunes, His semblable, yea, himself, Timon disdains : « We have seen better days.' take fome ; Destruction fang? mankind !- Earth, yield me [Giving them money.


[Digging she earth. Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more: Who seeks for better of thee, luuce his palate Thus part we rich in forrow, parting poor. With thy mott operant poiton! What is here?

[ Excunt Servants. Gold ? yellow', glittering, precious gold? No, 0, the fierce i wietchecness that glory brings us !

gods, Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, I am no idle votarist 8 : Roots, you clear heavens ! Since riches point to misery and contempt? Thus much of this, will make black, white; foul, Who'd be so mock'd with glory! or to live


(valiant. But in a dream of friendship?

Wrong, right; base, noble ; old, young; coward, 1 Fierce is here used for husly, precipitate. 2 Strange, unusual biood may mcan, frange unusual difpofition. 3 That is, the moon's, this fublunary world. 4 Dr. Jolinlon explains this pasfage thus : Brother, when his forture is enlarged, will scorn broiher; for this is the general de pravity of human nature, which, befined as it is by misery, admoniihed as it is of want and imperfection, when elevated by fortune, murit despise beings of nature like its own.$ That is, it is the pattoor that greases or flatters the rich brother, and will grease him on til? z'mmt make him leare.

6 Grize for step or degree. 7 . e. feize, gripe.

1. e. no intincere or inconstant supplicant. Gild will not ferve ine instead of gols, 9 This may mean either ye cloudijs fhres, or ye deities ccemit from guilt.



Ha, you-gods ! why this? What this, you gods ? ; Tim None, but to
Why this

Maintain my opinion.
Will lug your priests and servants from your sides ;) Alc. What is it, Timon ?

Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads": Tim. Promise me friendship, but perform pode:
This yellow Nave

| Thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for Will knit and break religions ; bless the accurs’d; Thou art a man ! if thou doft perform,coniunt Make the hoar roly ador'd; place thieves,

thee, And give them title, knee, and approbation, For thou art a man! With senators on the bench; this is it,

Al. I have heard in lonie fort of thy miseries That makes the wappen’d? widow wed again ; Tim. Thou saw'st them, when I had profperis, She, whom the spital-house and ulcerous fores Alc. I see them pow; then was a bletlal link. Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of To the April day again 3. Come, damned earth,

harlots. Thou common whore of mankind, that put'ít odds Tyman. Is this the Athenian minion, whom the Among the rout of nations, I will make thee Voic'd so regardfully? Do thy right nature 4.--[March afar off.}-Ha! Tim. Art thou Tymandra ? a drum ?- Thou'rt quick s,

Tyman. Yes. But yet l'il bury thee : Thou'lt go, ftrong thief, Tim. Be a whore ftill! they love thee in When gouey keepers of thee cannot and :

that use thee; Nay, stay thou out for earnest. (Keeping jome gold. Give them diseases, leaving with thee their luta Enter Alcibiades, with drum and fifi, in warlike for tubs, and baths ; bring down rose-checked

Mike use of thy salt hours : season the lates manner, and Pbrynia and Tysnandra.

youth .: Alc. What art thou there? speak. [heart, To the tub-fast ", and the diet.

Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw thy Tyman. Hang thee, moniter ! For Thewing me again the eyes of man!

Ale. Pardon bim, sweet Tymandra; for his week Alc. What fis thy name? Is man lo hateful to Are drown'd and loft in his calamities:thee,

I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, That art thyself a man ?

The want u hereof doth daily make revolt Tim. I am mifanthropos, and hate mankind. In my penurious band: I have heard, and griev'd, For thy part, I do with thou wert a dog, How curted Athens, mindless of thy worth, That I might love thee something.

Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour lates, Alc. I know thee well ;

But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them, But in thy fortunes am unlearn d and strange. Tim. I pry'thee, beat thy drum, and get the Tim. I know thee too ; and more, than that I

gone. Know thee,

Mrs. I am thy friend, and pity thee, dear Times I not defire to know. Follow thy drum ;

Tin. Ilow dost thou pity lini, whom thou do 2'With man's blood paint the ground, gules, guies :

trouble Religious canons, civil laws are cruel;

I had rather be alone.
Then what should war be? This fell whore the Wly, fare thee well :
of thine

Here is fonie gold for thee.
Hath in her more destriction than thy sword, Tin. Keep it, I cannot eat it.
For all her cherubin look.

Alc. When I have laid proud Athens un a leap, Póry. Thy lips rot utt!

Tini, War'lt thou 'goinit Athens Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns Ale. Ay, Timon, and have caute. To thine own lips again.

Tim. The gods confound them all in thy coii Alc. How came the noble Timon to this change?

quest; and Tim. As 'the moon dves, by wanting lighie w Thee after, when thou hart conquer'd! give;

Allr. Why me, Timon ? But then renew I could not, like the moon;

Tim. That, by killing of villains, thou was born There were no suns to borrow of.

To conquer my country. Alc. Noble Timon,

Pilt up thy gold; Go on,--hert's gold, 5000; Wha friendthip may I do thee?

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, does not relate to the train to the Spices to the april dopogain : 1. c. guld rettore ter to all the freshness und füzetrejs of youil. the method of cure for venereal complaints (explained in note 4, p. 9.»), the unction for which fumetimes continued for thirty-leven days, and during this time ihere was necesiarily nay abjiinence required. Hence the terin of the rul-jojZte dicen as dikewitc o wa for the regimen prescribed in ihele cales.

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