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And let him take 't at worst; for their knives care not,
Stay not, all's in vain.
We speak in vain.
That 's well spoke.
through them. 2 Sen. And enter in our ears like great triumphers In their applauding gates. Tim.
Commend me to them ; And tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, Their pangs of love, with other incident throes That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do
them : I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath.
2 Sen. I like this well, he will return again.
Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my close, That mine own use invites me to cut down, And shortly must I fell it: Tell my friends, Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree,
From high to low throughout, that whoso please
[Exit Timon. 1 Sen. His discontents are unremoveably Coupled to nature.
2 Sen. Our hope in him is dead : let us return, And strain what other means is left unto us In our dear peril. 1 Sen.
It requires swift foot. [Exeunt. SCENE III.— The Walls of Athens.
Enter Two Senators, and a Messenger. 1 Sen. Thou hast painfully discover'd; are his files As full as thy report? Mess.
I have spoke the least;
And made us speak like friends :—this man was riding
Enter Senators from Timon. 1 Sen.
Here come our brothers. 3 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect. The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring Doth choke the air with dust: In, and prepare ; Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the snare. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV.-The Woods. Timon's Cave, and a
Tombstone seen. Enter a Soldier, seeking Timon. Sold. By all description this should be the place, Who 's here ? speak, hoa !-No answer ?—What is this? Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span : Some beast rear'd this ; there does not live a man. Dead, sure; and this his grave.—What's on this tomb I cannot read; the character I 'll take with wax : Our captain hath in every figure skill; An ag‘d interpreter, though yonng in days: Before proud Athens he 's set down by this, Whose fall the mark of his ambition is.
SCENE V.- Before the walls of Athens. Trumpets sound. Enter AlciBIADES and Forces.
Alcib. Sound to this coward and lascivious town Our terrible approach.
[A parley sounded. Enter Senators on the walls. Till now you have gone on, and fill'd the time With all licentious measure, making your wills The scope of justice; till now, myself, and such
As slept within the shadow of your power,
Noble, and young,
So did we woo
These walls of ours
Nor are they living Who were the motives that you first went out; Shame that they wanted cunning, in excess, Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord, Into our city with thy banners spread : By decimation, and a tithed death, (If thy revenges hunger for that food, Which nature loathes,) take thou the destin'd tenth; And by the hazard of the spotted die, Let die the spotted.
a Cunning in this line is not used in an evil sense, but with its ancient meaning of knowledge, wisdom ;-Excessive shame that they have wanted wisdom has broken their hearts.
All have not offended ;
What thou wilt,
Set but thy foot
Throw thy glove;
Then there 's my glove;
pass quarter, or offend the stream
'T is most nobly spoken.
The Senators descend, and open the gates.