And honourable carriage,

Had his neceffity made use of me,

I would have put my wealth into donation,
And the best half should have return'd to him,
So much I love his heart: But, I perceive,
Men must learn now with pity to dispense;
For policy fits above conscience.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.

The fame. A Room in Sempronius's House.

Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a Servant of Timon's.

Sem. Muft he needs trouble me in't? Humph! 'Bove all others?

He might have tried lord Lucius, or Lucullus;

And now Ventidius is wealthy too,

Whom he redeem'd from prison: All these three
Owe their eftates unto him.

They have all been touch'd, and found base metal; for `They have all dẹny'd him !

How! have they denied him?

Sem.
Has Ventidius and Lucullus deny'd him?

And does he fend to me? Three? humph!—
It shows but little love or judgment in him.

Muft I be his last refuge? His friends, like physicians,
Thrive, give him over? Must I take the cure upon me?
He has much disgrac'd me in't; I am angry at him,
That might have known my place: I see no sense for't,
But his occafions might have woo'd me first;

For, in my conscience, I was the first man
That e'er receiv'd gift from him:

Serv. Excellent! Your lordship's a good devil knew not what he did, when he made he crofs'd himself by't: and I cannot thir end, the villainies of man will fet him clea this lord ftrives to appear foul? takes virt be wicked; like those that, under hot arde fet whole realms on fire.

Of fuch a nature is his politick love.

This was my lord's best hope; now all are Save the gods only: Now his friends are d Doors, that were ne'er acquainted with the Many a bounteous year, must be employ'd Now to guard fure their master.

And this is all a liberal course allows; Who cannot keep his wealth, must keep hi

Enter two fervants of Varro, and the fera meeting TITUS, HORTENSIUS, and o Timon's Creditors, waiting his coming out

Var. Serv. Well met; good-morrow,

tenfius.

Phi. I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at feven.

Luc. Serv. Ay, but the days are waxed fhorter with

him:

You must confider, that a prodigal course

Is like the fun's; but not, like his, recoverable.

I fear,

'Tis deepest winter in lord Timon's purse;

That is, one may reach deep enough, and yet
Find little,

Phi. I am of your fear for that.

Tit. I'll show you how to observe a strange event. Your lord fends now for money.

Hor.

Moft true, he does.

Tit. And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift, For which I wait for money.

Hor.

1 Var. Serv. 'Tis much deep: and it
the fum,

Your master's confidence was above mine
Elfe, furely, his had equall'd.

Enter FLAMINIUS.

Tit. One of lord Timon's men.

Luc. Serv. Flaminius! fir, a word: 'Pr ready to come forth?

Flam. No, indeed, he is not.

Tit. We attend his lordship; 'pray, figni
Flam. I need not tell him that; he know

diligent.

[Ex

Enter FLAVIUS in a cloak, muffi

Luc. Serv. Ha! is not that his fteward n He goes away in a cloud: call him, call hi Tit. Do you hear, fir?

1 Var. Serv. By your leave, fir,—

Flav. What do you ask of me, my friend
Tit. We wait for certain money here, fir

Flav.

Ay,

If money were as certain as your waiting,

Twere fure enough. Why then preferr'd you not
Your fums and bills, when your false masters eat

Of my lord's meat? Then they could fmile, and fawn
Upon his debts, and take down th' interest

Into their gluttonous maws. You do yourselves but

wrong,

To ftir me up; let me pafs quietly:

Believe't, my lord and I have made an end;

I have no more to reckon, he to spend.

Luc. Serv. Ay, but this anfwer will not serve.
Flav.

If 'twill not,

'Tis not so base as you; for you serve knaves. [Exit. 1 Var. Serv. How! what does his cashier'd worship

mutter?

2 Var. Sera. No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge enough. Who can fpeak broader than he that has no houfe to put his head in? fuch may rail against great buildings.

Enter SERVILIUS.

Tit. O, here's Servilius; now we shall know Some answer.

Ser.

If I might beseech you, gentlemen,
To repair fome other hour, I should much
Derive from it: for, take it on my soul,
My lord leans wond'rously to discontent.
His comfortable temper has forfook him;

He is much out of health, and keeps his chamber.

Luc. Serv. Many do keep their chambers, are not fick :

And, if it be so far beyond his health,

Methinks, he thould the fooner pay his debts,

And make a clear way to the gods.