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This eye shoots forth? how big imagination
Poet. Nay, sir, but lear me on:
(Some better than his value) on the moment Pain. It is a pretty mocking of the life. Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance, Here is a touch ; Is 't good ?
Rain facrificial whisperings in his ear", Poct. I'll say of it,
Make sacred even his stirrop, and through him It tutors nature : artificial strife !
Drink the free air 12. Lives in these touches, livolier than life.
Pain. Ay, marry, what of these? [mood, Enter certain Senators.
Poet. When Fortune, in her shift and change of Pain. How this lord is follow'd !
Spurns down her late belov'd, all his dependants, Poet. The senators of Athens ;-Happy men! whi
ny me! Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top, Pain. Look, more!
of visitors. Even on their knees and hands, let him flip down, Poet. You see this confluence, this great flood. Not one accompanying his declining foot. I have, in this rough work, shap'd out a man,
Pain. 'Tis common : Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug
A thousand moral paintings I can fhew, . With ampled entertainment : My free drift
That shall demonstrate these quick blows of fortune Halts not particularly 2, but moves itself
More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well, In a wide sea of wax 3 : no levell'd malice
To thew lord Timon, that mean eyes 13 have seen Infects one comma in the course I hold;
The foot above the head. But flies an eagle Aight, bold, and forth on, Trumpets sound. Enter Timon, addressing bierjuf Leaving no tract behind.
. courteously to every fuitor. Pain. How shall I understand you ?
Tim. Imprison'd is he, say you? (To a Meler. Poet. I'll unbolt 4 to you.
Mef. Ay, my good lord : five talents is his debt; You see, how all conditions, how all minds, His means most short, his creditors most strait : (As well of glib and flippery 5 creatures, as Your honourable letter he desires Of grave and austere quality) tender down To those have thut him up ; which failing him, Their services to lord Timon : his large fortune, Periods his comfort. Upon his good and gracious nature hanging,
Tim. Noble Ventidius! Well ; Subdues and properties to his love and tendance I am not of that feather, to shake off All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-fac'd fat- My friend when he must need me. I do know him terer 6
A gentleman, that well deserves a help, To Apemantus, that few things loves better Which he shall have: I'll pay the debt, and free him. Than to abhor himself; even he drops down Mef. Your lordship ever binds him. [fom ; The knee before him, and returns in peace
Tim, Commerd me to him: I will send his rantMost rich in Timon's nod.
And, being enfranchis’d, bid bim come to me :Pain. I saw them speak together.
'Tis not enough to belp the feeble up, Poet. Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill But to support him after.-Fare you well. Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd: The base o' the mount Mef. All happiness to your honour 14! (Exit. Is rank'd with all deserts 7, all kind of natures,
Enter an old Arbenian. That labour on the bosom of this sphere
Old Ab. Lord Timon, hear me speak. To propagate their itates 8 : amongst them all, Tim. Freely, good father. Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd, Old Ath. Thou hast a scrvant nam'd Lucilik One do I personate of Timon's frame,
Tim. I have fo: What of him? Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her ; Old Ath. Most noble Timon, call the man before Whose present grace to present slaves and servants Tim. Attends he here, or no Lucilius ! Transates his rivals.
Enter Lucilius. Pain. 'Tis conceiv'd to scope 9.
Luc. Here, at your loruthip's service. This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, methinks, Old Atb. This fellow here, Icrd Timon, this With one man beckon'd from the rest below,
thy creature, Bowing his head against the steepy mount By night frequents my house. I am a man To climb his happineis, would be well express'd That from my first have been inclin'd to thrift; In our condition 10.
| And my estate deserves an heir more rais'd,
i Strise is either the contest or act with nature. 2 i, e. My design does not stop at any fugle chara&er. 3 Anciently they wrote upon waxen tables with an iron ftile. 4 1. e. I'll open, I'll explain. S Slippery is smooth, unrelifting 6 Meaning, the flatterer who shows in his ows look, as by reflection, the looks of his patron. 7 j. e, cover'd with rarks of all kinds of mica. Bi. e. to advance or improve their various conditions of life. 9i, e. 'Tis properly imagurd. 10 Condition for art. 11 That is, calumniate those whom Timon hated or envied, or whole vicei were opposite to his own. This offering up, to the person flattered, the murdered reputation oi others, Shakspeare, with :hc utmost beauty of thought and expression, callo facrifiul whilpnagalluding to the vi&tims offered up to idols. 12 That is, catch his breath in aticated fordeei 13 i. & inferior (pectators. 14 Toe common address to a lord in our author's time, was jet? honour, which was indifferently used with your ļordihip.
Than one which holds a trencher.
Tim. A meer satiety of commendations.
If I should pay you for 't as 'tis extolld,
Yew. My lord, 'tis rated .
know, In qualities of the best. This man of thine Things of like value, differing in the owners, Attempts her love : I pr’ythce, noble lord, Are prized by their masters : believe it, dear lord, Join with me to forbid him her resort ;
You mend the jewel by the wearing it. Myself have spoke in vain.
Tim. Well mock'd. Tim. The man is honest.
Mer. No, my good lord; he speaks the comOld Aib. Therefore he will be, Timon":
mon tongue, His honesty rewards him in itself,
Which all men speak with him. It must not bear my daughter.
Tim. Look, who comes here. Will you be chid? Tim. Does the love him ?
Enter Apemantus. Old Arb. She is young, and apt :
fow. We will bear, with your lordihip. Our own precedent paffions do instruct us
Mer. He'll spare none. What levity is in youth.
Tim. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus ! Tim. (To Lucil.] Love you the maid ?
Apem. 'Till I be gentle, stay for thy good L. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it.
[honest. Old Atb. If in her marriage my consent be miffing, When -thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves I call the gods to witness, I will choose
Tim. Why doft thou call them knaves ? chou Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world,
know'st them not. And difpoffefs her all.
Apom. Are they not Athenians ?
Old Atb. Three talents on the present; in future, Jew. You know me, Apemantus.
Tim. This gentleman of mine liath serv'd me long; Apem. Thou know'st, I do; I call'd thee by To build his fortune, I will strain a little,
thy name. For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter : Tim. Thou art proud, Apemartus. (Timon. What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise,
Apem. Of nothing so much, as that I am not like And make him weigh with her.
Tim. Whither art going? Old Atb. Most noble lord,
Apem. To knock out an honest Athenian's Pawn me to this your honour, she is bis.
brains. Tim. My hand to thee; mine honour on my! Tim. That's a deed thou'lt die for. promise.
Apem. Right, if doing nothing be death by Lur. Humbly I thank your lordship : Never
the law, may
Tim. How lik'lt thou this picture, Apemantus ? That state or fortune fall into my keeping,
Apem. The best, for the innocence. Which is not ow'd ? to you !
Tim. Wrought he not well, that painted it ? [Exe. Lacil. and Old Ath.! Apem. He wrought better, that made the pain. Poet. Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your ter ; and yet he's but a filthy piece of work. lordship!
Poet. You are a dog. Tim. I thank you; you shall hear from me anon: Apem. Thy mother's of my generation ; What's Go not away.—What have you there, my friend ? the, if I be a dog ?
Pain. A piece of painting; which I do beseech Tim. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus ? Your lordship to accept.
Apem. No; I eat not lords. Tim. Painting is welcome.
Tim. An thou should'st, thou'dít anger ladies.. The painting is almost the natural man ;
Aporn, O, they eat lords; so they come by For fince di honour trafficks with man's inture,
great bellies. He is but outside: These pencil'd figures are Tim. That's a lascivious apprehenfion. Even such as they give out. I like your work ; Apem. So chou apprehend'it it: Take it for And you fall find, I like it: wait attendance
thy labour. 'Till you hear further from me.
Tim. How dost thou l:ke this jewel, Apemantus ? Pain. The gods preserve you! Thand; Apem. Not so well as plain-dealing, twhich will
Tim. Well fare you, gentleman : Give me your not coft a man a doit 4.
Apem. Not worth my thinking. How now, Jew. What, my lord difpraise
1 Dr. Warburton explains this passage thus : “ If the man be honest, my lord, for that reason he will be so in this; and not endeavour at the injustice of gaining my daughter without my consent." 2 or due. 3 To unclew, is to unwind a ball of thread. Tounclew a man, is to draw out the whole mass of his fortunes. This alludes to the proverb : “ Plain dealing is a jewd, but the that use is die beggars."
Poet. How now, philosopher ?
2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. Thou liest.
Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me fareweltwice. Poet. Art not one?
2 Lord. Why, Apemantus? Apem. Yes.
Apem. Should'st have kept one to thyself, for I Poci. Then I lie not.
mean to give thee none. 4pem. Art not a poet?
i Lord. Hang thyself. Poet. Yes,
Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding : Apenn. Then thou lieft : look in thy last work, make thy requests to thy friend. where thou hast feign'd him a worthy fellow. 2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spun Poct. That's not feign'd, he is so.
thee hence. Apem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the as. for thy labour : He, that loves to be flatter'd, is i Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, worthy o'the flatterer, Heavens, that I were a
shall we in, lord !
And taste lord Timon's bounty ? he out-goes Tim. What would'ft thou do thén, Apemantus The very heart of kindness,
Apem. Even as Apemantus does now, hate al 2 Lord. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold, lord with my heart.
Is but his steward : no meed 4, but he repays - Tim. What, thyself?
Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him, alpem. Ay.
But breeds the giver a return exceeding Tim. Wherefore ?
All use of quittance S. doem. That I had no angry wit to be a lord'.- Lord. The noblest mind he carries, Art thou not a merchant ?
| That ever govern'd man. Mer. Ay, Apemantus.
2 Lord, Long may he live in fortunes! Se Apém. Traffick confound thee, if the gods will not!
we in ? Mer. If traffick do it, the gods do it.
i Lord. I'll keep you company. [Exzu? Apem. Traffick's thy god, and thy god con
SCENE II. found thee!
Another Apartment in Timon's House. : Trumpets found. Enter a Messenger.
Hautboys playing loud mufick. A great banquet 25 Tim. What trumpet's that ?
in; and eben enter Timon, Alcibiades, Latte, Mef. 'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse, Lucullus, Sempronius, and other Arberiar SpreeAll of companionship.
tors, wiib Ventidius. Then comes, dropping afia Tim. Pray, entertain them; give them guide all, Apemantus difiontentedly, like bimleif. to us.
Ven. Moft honour'd Timon, it hath pleas'u the You must needs dine with me :--Go not you
gods to remember 'Till I have thank'd you; and, when dinner's My father's age, and call him to long peace.
He is gone happy, and has left me rich : Shew me this piece. I am joyful of your sights. Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound Enter Alcibiades, with the rest.
To your free heart, I do return those talents,
Doubled, with thanks, and service, from whole Most welcome, sir !
help Apem. So, so ; there!
I deriv'd liberty.
I gave it freely ever ; and there's none And all this courtesy! The strain 2 of man's bred
Can truly say, he gives, if he receives : Into babuon and monkey.
If our betters play at that game, we must not lire Alc. Sir, you have saved my longing, and I feed to i
teed To imitate them; Faults that are rich, are fär. Moft hungrily on your sight.
Ven. A noble spirit. Tim. Right welcome, fir:
[They all fland ceremoniously leskizę o Ti Ere we depart 3, we'll share a bounteous time
Tim. Nay, my lords, ceremony In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in.
Was but devis'd at first [Excunt all but Apemanlus. I to fet a la
To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, Enter two Lords.
Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; i Lord. What time a day is't, Apemantus ?
But where there is true friendship, there needs Apem. Time to be honest.
none. 1 Lord. That time serves still. Sit. Pray, fit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes,
(Tky, Apem. The most accurfed tbou, that still omie'nt l Than they to me. 2 Lord. Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?! i Lord. My lord, we always have confettii. Apem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and winei Apem. Ho, ho, confelt it ? hang'd it, have you heat fools.
1 The meaning may be, I should hate myself for patiently enduring to be a lord. ? or lineage of man's worn down into monkey. 3 i.e. part. 4 Meed in this place seems to mean defert. s i.e. all the customary returns made in discharge of obligations,
Tim. O, Apemantus !--you are welcome.
Or a keeper with ng freedom;
Amen. So fall 101 :
Ricb men for, and I cat root. mour there
[Eats and drinks. Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame :
Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus ! They say, my lords, ira furor brevis eft,
Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the But yonder man is ever angry.-
field now. Go, let him have a table by himself;
Alc. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. For he does neither affect company,
Tim. You had rather be at a brcakfast of eneNor is he fit for it, indeed.
Imies, than a dinner of friends. Apem. Let me Itay at thine own peril, Timon; Alc. So they were bleeding new, my lord, I come to observe ; I give thee warning on't. I there's no meat like 'em; I could with my belt Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an friend at such a feast. Achenian,
Lpower': Adem 'Would all those flatterers were thine Therefore welcome : I myself would have no len
10 enemies then ; that thou might'it kill 'em, and I pr’ythee, let my meat make thee filent.
bid me to 'em. Apem. I 1corn thy meat ; twould choak me, I Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my for I should
lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby Ne'er flatter thee. you gods! what a number
we might express some part of our zeals, we of men eat Timon, and he sees them not !
Thould think ourselves for ever perfect 4. It grieves me, to see so many dip their meat
Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the In one man's blood ; and all the madness is,
gods themselves have provided that I shall have He cheers them up too 2.
much help from you : How had you been my I wonder, men dare trust themselves with men : friends elle? why have you that charitable 5 title Methinks, they should invite them without knives; from thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
heart! I have told more of you to myself, than There's much example fort ; the fellow, that
you can with modesty speak in your behalf; and Sits next him now, parts bread with him, pledges thus far I confirm you 7. O, you gods, think I, The breath of him in a divided draught,
what need we have any friends, if we should never Is the readiest man to kill him : it has been prov'd. have
rovd. have need of them ? they were the most needless If I were a huge man, I should fear to drink at a
a creatures living, should we ne'er have use for meals ;
[notes : (them: and would most resemble sweet instruLeft they should spy my wind-pipe's dangerous Iments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to Great men should drink with harness on their themselves. Why, I have often wilh'd myself throats.
poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We Tim. My lord, in heart 3 ; and let the health
are born to do benefits : and what better or progo round, 2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord.
perer can we call our own, than the riches of our
friends ? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have Apem. Flow this way !
so many, like brothers, commanding one another's A brave fellow! he keeps his tides well. Timon, forti
on; fortunes! O joy, e'en made away cre it can be Those healths will make thee, and thy state, look ill. born! Mine eves cannot hold water, methinks : Here's that, which is too weak to be a finner, to forget their faults, I drink to you. Honeft water, which ne'er left man i' the mire :
Apem. Thou weep'st to make them drink, This, and my food, are cquals; there's no odds.
Timon. Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
2 Lord. Joy had the like conception in our cyes, APEMANTUS's GRACE.
And, at that instant, like a babe (prung up 8. Immortal gods, I crave no pelf ;
Apem. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a I pray for no man but myself
(much. Grant I may never prove lo fond,
3 Lord. I promise you, my lord, you mov'd me To truft man on bis oath, or bond;
Tim. What means that trump? --How now?
1 Timon's meaning fecms to be : I my fe'f would have no power to make thee silent, but I wilh thou would'st let my meat m.ke thee filent. Timon, like a polite landlord, dz.cl:ims all power over the meanel or most troublesome of his guests. 2 The allusion, fays Dr. Johnson, is to a pack of hounds trained to pursuit by being gratified wirh the blood of an animal which they kill, and the wonder is, that the animal on which they are feeding cheers them to the chace. 3 That is, my lord's health with fincerity. 4 That is, arrived at the perfection of happiness. 5 i. c. that dear, endraring title. 6'That is, Why are you diftinguished from thousands by that title of endearment, was there not a particular connection and intercourse of tenderness between you and inc? 7 i.e. I fix your churacters firmly in iny own mind. $ To look for babies in the eyes of another, is no uncommon exprellion.
Enter a Servant.
Please you to dispose yourselves. Serv. Please you, my lord, there are certain la- All Lad. Most thankfully, my lord. [Exteri. dies most desirous of admittance.
Tim. Flavius, Tim. Ladies? What are their wills?
Flav. My lord. Serv. There comes with them a fore-runner, Tim. The little casket bring me hither. my lord, which bears that office, to signify their Flav. Yes, my lord.—More jewels yet! pleasures.
There is no crossing him in his humour; [ Afde. Tim. I pray, let them be admitted.
Else I should tell him,Well,-i faith, I should, Enter Cupił.
When all's spent, he'd be cross'd3 then, an he could. Cup. Hail to thee, worthy Timon ;----and to all, 'Tis pity, bounty had not cyes behind 4; That of his bounties taste !---The five beft lenses | That man might ne'er be wretched for his minds. Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely
[Exit, and returns wib ibe cate. To gratulate thy plenteous bofum ; (table rise; i Lard. Where be our men ? The ear, tafte, touch, smell, pleas'd from thyl Serv. Here, my lord, in readiness. They only now come but to feast thine eyes. 1 2 Lord. Our horses. Tim. They are welcome all; let 'em have kindl Tim. O my friends, I have one word admittance :
To say to you :-Look you, my good lord, I muit Musick, make their welcome. (Exit Cupid. Intreat you, honour me so much, as to lord. i Lord. You see, my lord, how ample you are Advance this jewel; accept, and wear it, kind iny helov’d.
i Lord. I am so far already in your gifts, Mufick. Re-enter Cupid, with a mosque of Ladies All. So are we all. as Amazons, with luies in their hands, dancing
Enter a Servant. and playing
Serv. My lord, there are certain nobles of the ripei. Heyday! what a sweep of vanity comes Newly alighted, and come to visit you. (senate this way!
I Tim. They are fairly welcome. They dance ! they are mad women. . Flav. I beseech your honour, Like madness is the glory of this life,
Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near. As this pomp thews to a little oil, and root'. Tim. Near: why then another time I'll head We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves; I prythee, let us be provided
thee : And spend our flatteries, to drink those men, To thew them entertainment. l'pon whole age we void it up again, not Flav. [-4fide.] I scarce know how. With poisonous spite, and envy. Who lives, that's
Enter another Servant. Depraved, or depraves : who dies, that bears 2 Sere. May it please your honour, tord Lucius, Not one fpurn to their graves of their friends' gift? Out of his free love, hath presented to you I should fear, those that dance before me now, Four milk-white horses, trapt in silver. Would one day stamp upon me : It has been done; Tim. I shall accept them fairly : let the presents Men shut their doors against a setting fun. Be worthily entertain'd. How now? what news? be Lord's rise from table, with mucb adoring of
Enter a third Sergant. Timon ; and 10 flew their loves, each singles outi 3 Sero. Please you, my lord, that honourable an Amazon, and all dance, wien with monen; gentleman, lord Lucullus, entreats your company a lofty Arain or twn la ibc hautönys, and isuje tomorrow to hunt with him ; and has sent your Tim. You have done our pleasures much grace, honour two brace of greyhoupds. fair ladies,
Tin. I'll hunt with him; And let them be reSet a fair fashion on our entertainment,
Not' without fair reward. .
[ceiv'd, Which was not half to beautiful and kind; | Flav. Sfide.7 What will this come to You have added werth unto't, and lively luftre, Hc commands us to provide, and give great gifts, And entertaind me with mine own device; And all out of an empty coffer, I am to thank you for it.
Nor will he know his purse; or yield me this, i Lady. My lord, you take us even at the best 2. To fhew him what a beggar his heart is, Apem. Faith, for the worst is filthy; and Being of no power to make his wishes good : would not hold
His promises fly so beyond his ftate, Taking, I djubi me.
. (you. That what he speaks is all in debt, he owes Tinti. Luuies, there is an idle banquet attends (For every word; he is so kind, that he now
1 The meaning is, according to Dr. Johnson, " The glory of this life is very near to madness, as may be made appear irom oris poing, exhibiieu in a place where a philosopher is feeding on oil and rentj. When we see by example how few are the necessaries of life, we learn what madness there is ja to much fuperfluity." 2 1. e. you have seen the beft we can do. 3 The poet does not mean kere, that he would be cross'd in humour, but that he would have his hand cross'd with moncy, if he could. He is playing on the word, and alluding to our old silver penny, used before K. Edward the Firit's time, which had a vions on the rever le with a crease, that it might be more easily broke into halves and quarters, halt-pence and farthings. From this peony, and other pieces, was our common exprellion derived, inule not a crois about me; i. e. not a piece of money. 4 To see the maleries that are fullorringlier. 51. 8. for his nobleness of soul.' ó i. e. to prefer it ; to raise il we louour by wedding it