Tim. You do yourselves Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits : Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. 2 Lord. With more than common thanks I will receive it. 3 Lord. O, he is the very soul of bounty! Tim. And now I remember me, my lord, you gave Good words the other day of a bay courser 2 Lord. I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that. Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man Can justly praise, but what he does affect: All Lords. None so welcome. Tim. I take all and your several visitations Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich, It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord. 1 Lord. We are so virtuously bound, Tim. 3 Tim. All to you. Lights, more lights. 1 Lord. And so The best of happiness, Honour, and fortunes, keep with you, lord Timon! Tim. Ready for his friends. [Exeunt ALCIBIADES, Lords, &c. 3 i. c. All happiness to you. What a coil's here! Apem. I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs: Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs. Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies. Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I'd be good to thee. No, I'll nothing: for, Apem. Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou What needs these feasts, pomps, and vain glories? Tim. An you begin to rail on society once, I am sworn, not to give regard to you, Nay, [Exit. So; Thou'lt not hear me now, - thou shalt not then, I'll lock Thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! A By his heaven he means good advice, [Exit. 1. ACT THE SECOND. SCENE I. A Room in a Senator's House. Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand. Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to Isidore He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum, Enter CAPHIS. Caph. Here, sir; What is your pleasure? Impórtune him for my monies; be not ceas'd' s Stopped And my reliances on his fracted dates Have smit my credit: I love, and honour him; A visage of demand; for, I do fear, Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone. Şen. I go, sir?- take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in compt. Caph. I will, sir. Go. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Hall in Timon's House. Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand. Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of expence, That he will neither know how to maintain it, Nor cease his flow of riot: Takes no account How things go from him; nor resumes no care Of what is to continue: Never mind Was to be so unwise, to be so kind. What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel: I must be round with him now he comes from Enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, &c. Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, My Alcibiades. - With me? What's your will? Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues. Tim. Dues? Whence are you? Caph. Of Athens here, my lord. Tim. Go to my steward. Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off Tim. Tim. Contain thyself, good friend. Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, my good lord,Isid. Serv. From Isidore; He humbly prays your speedy payment, Caph. If you did know, my lord, my master's wants, Var. Serv. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks, And past. Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my lord; And I am sent expressly to your lordship. Tim Give me breath: I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on; [Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords. |