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Came not my friend, nor I.
So, so, my lord. Tim. Even so, sir, as I say :-And, for thy fiction,
[To the Poet. Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and smooth, That thou art even natural in thine art. But, for all this, my honest-natur’d friends, I must needs say, you have a little fault: Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish I, You take much pains to mend. Both.
Beseech your honour,
You'll take it ill.
Will you, indeed?
Do we, my lord ?
Pain. I know none such, my lord.
Both. Name them, my lord, let's know them.
::.. company:- :
[To the Painter. Come not near him.-If thou would'st not reside
[To the Poet. But where one villain is, then him abandon.Hence! pack! there's gold, ye came for gold, ye
slaves: You have done work for me, there's payment:
[Exit, beating and driving them out.
Enter Flacius, and two Senators. Flav. It is in vain that you would speak with
Timon;.. . For he is set so only to himself, That nothing, but himself, which looks like man,
Is friendly with him. 1 Sen.
Bring us to his cave: It is our part, and promise to the Athenians, To speak with Timon. . .
2 Sen. . At all times alike Men are not still the same: 'Twas time, and griefs, That fram'd him thus: time, with his fairer hand, Offering the fortunes of his former days,
i The former man may make him: Bring us to him, And chance it as it may. i' · Flav. '
Here is his cave.Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! Timon! Look out, and speak to friends: The Athenians, By two of their most reverend senate, greet thee: Speak to them, noble Timon. : :
Enter Timon. Tim. Thou sun, that comfort’st, burn!—Speak,
and be hang’d: For each true word, a blister! and each false Be as a caut’rizing to the root o' the tongue, Consuming it with speaking! 1 Sen.
Worthy Timo11, — Tim. Of none but such as you, and you of Timon. 2 Sen. The senators of Athens greet thee, Timon. Tim. I thank them; and would send them back
the plague, Could I but catch it for them. "I Sen..
O, forget What we are sorry for ourselves in thee. The senators, with one consent of love, Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought
On special dignities, which vacant lie..,
You witch me in it; Surprize me to the very brink of tears: Lend me a fool's heart, and a woman's eyes, And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators. i Sen. Therefore, so please thee to return with
us, . . And of our Athens (thine, and ours) to take The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks, Allow'd with absolute power, and thy good name Live with authority:--S0, soon we shall drive back Of Alcibiades the approaches wild; , , Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up His country's peace.
2 Sen.. And shakes his threat’ning sword. Against the walls of Athens. 1 Sen.
Therefore, Timon, Tim. Well, sir, I will; therefore I will, sir; Thus,
If Alcibiades kill my countrymen,
Stay not, all's in vain.
And nothing brings me all’things. Go, live still; • Be Alcibiades your plague, you his, And last so long enough!...!
1 Sen. .. We speak in vain.
Tim. But yet I love my country; and am not One that rejoices in the common wreck, As common bruit doth put it. 1 Sen.
. That's well spoke. Tim. Commend me to my loving countrymen, ..."! Sen. These words become your lips as they pass