OLD ATHENIAN. before thee. Most noble Timon, call the man TIMON. Attends he here or no? Lucilius! LUCILIUS. Here, at your lordship's service. 116 OLD ATHENIAN. This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature, By night frequents my house. I am a man TIMON. 120 Well; what further? OLD ATHENIAN. One only daughter have I, no kin else, On whom I may confer what I have got : TIMON. The man is honest. OLD ATHENIAN. Therefore he will be, Timon: His honesty rewards him in itself; It must not bear my daughter. TIMON. OLD ATHENIAN. 124 128 Does she love him? Our own precedent passions do instruct us What levity's in youth. TIMON. [TO LUCILIUS.] Love you the maid ? LUCILIUS. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it. OLD ATHENIAN. If in her marriage my consent be missing, I call the gods to witness, I will choose Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world, And dispossess her all. TIMON. If she be mated with an equal husband ? OLD ATHENIAN. future, all. 137 How shall she be endow'd, 141 Three talents on the present; in TIMON. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me long": To build his fortune I will strain a little, For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter; And make him weigh with her. OLD ATHENIAN. Most noble lord, Pawn me to this your honour, she is his. 144 148 TIMON. My hand to thee; mine honour on my promise. LUCILIUS. Humbly I thank your lordship: may That state or fortune fall into my keeping Which is not ow'd to you! POET. never 152 [Exeunt LUCILIUS and Old Athenian. Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your lordship! TIMON. I thank you; you shall hear from me anon: Go not away. What have you there, my friend ? PAINTER. A piece of painting, which I do beseech Your lordship to accept. TIMON. Painting is welcome. PAINTER. 157 160 The gods preserve you ! TIMON. Well fare you, gentleman: give me your hand; We must needs dine together. Sir, your jewel Hath suffer'd under praise. JEWELLER. 104 What, my lord! dispraise? TIMON. A mere satiety of commendations. If I should pay you for 't as 'tis extoll'd, It would unclew me quite. JEWELLER. My lord, 'tis rated As those which sell would give: but you well know, 168 173 TIMON. Well mock'd. MERCHANT. No, my good lord; he speaks the com JEWELLER. We'll bear, with your lordship. MERCHANT. He'll spare none. TIMON. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus ! APEMANTUS. Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow; 180 When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves honest. TIMON. Why dost thou call them knaves? thou know'st them not. APEMANTUS. Are they not Athenians? APEMANTUS. Then I repent not. JEWELLER. You know me, Apemantus? 184 APEMANTUS. Thou know'st I do; I call'd thee by thy name. TIMON. Thou art proud, Apemantus. 188 APEMANTUS. Of nothing so much as that I am not like Timon. TIMON. Whither art going? 192 APEMANTUS. To knock out an honest Athenian's brains. TIMON. That's a deed thou'lt die for APEMANTUS. Right, if doing nothing be death by the law. 197 TIMON. How likest thou this picture, Apemantus ? APEMANTUS. The best, for the innocence. TIMON. Wrought he not well that painted it? 200 APEMANTUS. He wrought better that made the painter; and yet he 's but a filthy piece of work. PAINTER. You're a dog. APEMANTUS. Thy mother's of my generation : what's she, if I be a dog? TIMON. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus ? APEMANTUS. No; I eat not lords. 205 TIMON. An thou shouldst, thou'dst anger ladies. APEMANTUS. O! they eat lords; so they come by great bellies. TIMON. That's a lascivious apprehension. 211 APEMANTUS. So thou apprehendest it, take it for thy labour. TIMON. How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus ? APEMANTUS. Not so well as plain-dealing, which will not cost a man a doit. TIMON. What dost thou think 'tis worth? 216 APEMANTUS. Not worth my thinking. How now, poet! POET. How now, philosopher! APEMANTUS. Thou liest. POET. Art not one? APEMANTUS. Yes. APEMANTUS. Art not a poet? 220 224 228 APEMANTUS. Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou hast feigned him a worthy fellow. POET. That's not feigned; he is so. APEMANTUS. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy labour: he that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord! TIMON. What wouldst do then, Apemantus ? a lord with my heart. TIMON. What, thyself? APEMANTUS. Ay. TIMON. Wherefore? 233 hate 236 APEMANTUS. That I had no angry wit to be a lord. Art not thou a merchant ? MERCHANT. Ay, Apemantus. APEMANTUS. not! 241 Traffic confound thee, if the gods will MERCHANT. If traffic do it, the gods do it. APEMANTUS. found thee! 244 Traffic 's thy god, and thy god con Trumpet sounds. Enter a Servant. TIMON. What trumpet 's that? 248 SERVANT. 'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse, All of companionship. TIMON. Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us. [Exeunt some Attendants. Go not you hence Till I have thanked you; when dinner 's done, Show me this piece. I am joyful of your sights. You must needs dine with me. Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company. Aches contract and starve your supple joints! 253 256 That there should be small love 'mongst these sweet knaves, And all this courtesy! The strain of man's bred out Into baboon and monkey. FIRST LORD. APEMANTUS. FIRST LORD. APEMANTUS. omitt'st it. SECOND LORD. feast? APEMANTUS. heat fools. SECOND LORD. Enter two Lords. What time o' day is 't, Apemantus ? That time serves still. 265 The more accursed thou, that still Thou art going to Lord Timon's Ay; to see meat fill knaves and wine Fare thee well, fare thee well. 270 APEMANTUS. Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice. SECOND LORD. Why, Apemantus ? |