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'Tis Alcibiades, and Some twenty horse, all of companionhip. Tim. Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us.

[Exeunt fome Attendants. You must needs dine with me:-Go not you hence, Till I have thank'd you ; and, when dinner's done, Show me this piece.-I am joyful of your sights.

Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company. Most welcome, sir!

[They falute. Apen.

So, fo; there! Aches contract and starve your supple joints ! That there should be small love 'mongst these sweet

knaves,
And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred out
Into baboon and monkey.

Alcib. Sir, you have fav’d my longing, and I feed
Most hungrily on your fight.
Tim.

Right welcome, sir :
Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time
In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in.

[ Exeunt all but APEMANTUS.

Enter two Lords.

1 Lord. What time a day is't, Apemantus ? Apem. Time to be honest. i Lord. That time serves still. Apem. The most accursed thou, that still omit'st it. 2 Lord. Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast. Apem. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine heat fools. 2 Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well. Apem. Thou art a fool, to bid me farewell twice. 2 Lord. Why, Apemantus ?

Apent.

Apem. Shouldt have kept one to thyself, for I mean to give thee none.

Lord. Hang thyself. Apem. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy requests to thy friend.

2 Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence. Apem. I will fly, like a dog, the heels of the ass.

[Exit. i Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in, And taste lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes The very heart of kindness.

2 Lord. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold, Is but his steward : no meed, but he repays Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him, But breeds the giver a return exceeding All use of quittance. i Lord.

The nobleit mind he carries, That ever govern’d man.

2 Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in : i Lord. I'll keep you company.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.

The same. A Room of State in Timon's House.

Hautboys playing loud mufick. A great banquet ferved in;

FLAVIUS and others attending; then enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, LUCIUS, LUCULLUS, SEMPRONIUS, and other Athenian Senators, with VENTIDIUS and At. tendants. Then comes, dropping after all, APEMANTUS, discontentedly. Ven. Most honour'd Timon, 't hath pleas’d the gods remember

My

1

My father's age, and call him to long peace.
He is gone happy, and has left me rich :
Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound
To your free heart, I do return those talents,
Doubled, with thanks, and service, from whose help
I deriv'd liberty.
Tim.

O, by no means,
Honest Ventidius : you mistake my love;
I gave it freely ever; and there's none
Can truly fay, he gives, if he receives :
If our betters play at that game, we must not dare
To imitate them ; Faults that are rich, are fair.
Ven. A noble spirit.

[They all stand ceremoniously looking on Timon. Tim.

Nay, my lords, ceremony
Was but devis'd at first, to set a gloss
On faint deeds, hollow welcomes,
Recanting goodness, furry ere 'tis shown;
But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
Pray, sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes,
Than

my
fortunes to me.

[Tbey fit,
i Lord. My lord, we always have confess'd it.
Apem. Ho, ho, confess’d it ? hang'd it, have you not ?
Tim. O, Apemantus!--you are welcome.
Арет. .

No.
You thall not make me welcome :
I come to have thee thrust me out of doors.
Tim. Fie, thou art a churl ; you have got a humour

there
Does not become a man, 'tis much to blame:-
They say, my lords, that ira furor brevis eff,
But yond' nian's ever angry.
Go, let him have a table by himself;

For

For he does neither affect company,
Nor is he fit for it, indeed.

Apem. Let me stay at thine own peril, Timon;
I come to observe; I give thee warning on't.

Tim. I take no heed of thee; thou art an Athenian ; therefore welcome: I myself would have no power : proythee, let my meat make thee filent. Apem. I scorn thy meat ; 'twould choke me, for I

should
Ne'er flatter thee.-O you gods! what a number
Of men eat Timon, and he sees them not !
It grieves me, to see so many dip their meat
In one man's blood ; and all the madness is,
He cheers them up too.
I wonder, men dare trust themselves with men :
Methinks, they should invite them without knives;
Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
There's much example for’t; the fellow, that
Sits next him now, parts bread with him, and pledges
The breath of him in a divided draught,
Is the readiest man to kill hin : it has been prov'd.
If I
Were a huge man, I should fear to drink at meals;
Left they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes :
Great men should drink with harness on their throats.

Tim. My lord, in heart; and let the health go round.
2 Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord.
Apem.

Flow this way! A brave fellow!-he keeps his tides well. Timon, Those healths will make thee, and thy state, look ill. Here's that, which is too weak to be a sinner, Honest water, which ne'er left man i'the mire: This, and my food, are equals; there's no odds. Feafts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.

APEMANTUS'S

APEMANTUS'S GRACE.

Immertal gods, I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man but myself:
Grant I may never prove so fond,
To trust man on bis oath or bond;
Or a barlot, for ber weeping ;
Or a dog, that seems a sleeping ;
Or a keeper with my freedom ;

Or my friends, if I should need’em.
Amen. So fall to't :

Rich men fin, and I eat root, [Eats and drinks. Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus !

Tim. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. Alcib. My heart is ever at your service, my lord.

Tim. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies, than a dinner of friends.

Alcib. So they were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat like them; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. Apem. 'Would all those flatterers were thine enemies

that then thou might'st kill 'em, and bid me to 'em.

1 Lord. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect.

Tim. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves have provided that I shall have much help from you: How had you been my friends else? why have you that charitable title from thousands, did you not chiefly belong to my heart? I have told more of you to myself, than you can with modesty speak in your own behalf; and thus

far

then;

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