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Ay, defiled land, my lord. 1 Lord. We are so virtuously bound,Tim.
2 Lord. so infinitely endeard,
The best of happiness,
[Exeunt ALCIBIADES, Lords, &. Арет. .
What a coil's here !
Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen,
No, I'll nothing: for,
So 0; Thou'lt not hear me now,—thou fhalt not then, I'll lock Thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!
ACT II. SCENE I.
The same. A Room in a Senator's House.
Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand. Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to Ifidore He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum, Which makes it five and twenty.-Still in motion Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not. If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog, And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold : If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon, Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight, And able horses : No porter at his gate ; But rather one that smiles, and still invites All that pass by. It cannot hold ; no reason Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho ! Caphis, I fay!
Capb. Here, fir; What is your pleasure ?
Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord Timor.; Impórtune him for my monies ; be not ceas'd With slight denial ; nor then silenc'd, whenCommend me to your master and the cap Plays in the right hand, thus:--but tell him, firrah, My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn Out of mine own; his days and times are past,
And my reliances on his fracted dates
Caph. I go, fir.
Sen. I go, fir ?-take the bonds along with you,
I will, fir.
The same. A Hall in Timon's House.
Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his band. Flav. No care, no stop !' fo fenfeless 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 hunting. Fye, fye, fye, fye!
Enter CAPHIS, and the Servants of Isidore and Varro.
Good even, Varro: What, You come for money?
Is't not your business too ?
It is so
I fear it.
Enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, &c.
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again,
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Of Athens here, my lord. Tim. Go to my steward.
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off
Mine honest friend,
Caph. Nay, good my lord,
Contain thyself, good friend.
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, fix weeks, And past,
Ifid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my lord ;
I do befeech you, good my lords, keep on ;
[Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords. I'll wait on you instantly.-Come hither, pray you.
Please you, gentlemen,
Do so, my friends :
[Exit TIMON. Flaυ.
I pray, draw near.
Enter APEMANTUS and a Fool.
Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Apemantus; let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Serv. Hang him, he'll abuse us.
Ifid. Serv. [To Var. Serv.] There's the fool hangs on your back already.
Apem. No, thou stand'st single, thou art not on him yet. Caph. Where's the fool now?
Apem. He last ask'd the question.—Poor rogues, and usurers' men! bawds between gold and want!