And honourable carriage, Had his neceffity made use of me, I would have put my wealth into donation, [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 They have all been touch'd, and found base metal; for `They have all dẹny'd him ! How! have they denied him? Sem. And does he fend to me? Three? humph!— Muft I be his last refuge? His friends, like physicians, For, in my conscience, I was the first man 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 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 Your master's confidence was above mine 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 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 Flav. Ay, If money were as certain as your waiting, Twere fure enough. Why then preferr'd you not Of my lord's meat? Then they could fmile, and fawn 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. 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, 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. |