Ap. Put this in any liquid thing you will, And drink it off; and if you had the strength Of twenty men, it would despatch you straight. Rom. There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murders in this loathsome world, THE CONTEST OF ROMEO AND PARIS. Par. Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague; Rom. I must, indeed, and therefore came I hither.- By urging me to fury -0, be gone! By heaven, I love thee better than myself: Stay not, begone ;-live, and hereafter say- And do attach thee as a felon here. Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy. [They fight. Par. O, I am slain! [Falls.]-If thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [Dies. Rom. In faith, I will:-Let me peruse this face; Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris: He told me, Paris should have married Juliet: Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet, * I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do; i. e. depart. To think it was so?-O, give me thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! ROMEO'S LAST SPEECH OVER JULIET IN THE TOMB. O, my love! my wife! Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain, With worms that are thy chambermaids; O, here And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.-Eyes, look your last, Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death!- Here's to my love!-[Drinks.] O, true apothecary! * Conductor. TIMON OF ATHENS. ACT I. PAINTING. THE painting is almost the natural man; For since dishonour traffics with man's nature, THE PLEASURE OF DOING GOOD. O, you gods, think I, what need we have any friends, if we should never have need of them? they were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er have use for them: and would most resemble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We are born to do benefits: and what better or properer can we call our own, than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have so many, like brothers, commanding one another's fortunes! ACT II. A FAITHFUL STEWARD. So the gods bless me, When all our offices † have been oppress'd With riotous feeders; when our vaults have wept * Pictures have no hypocrisy; they are what they profess to be. + The apartments allotted to culinary offices, &c. With drunken spilth of wine; when every room INGRATITUDE. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice, That now they are at fall t, want treasure, cannot Do what they would; are sorry-you are honourable, But yet they could have wish'd-they know not-but Something has been amiss-a noble nature May catch a wrench-would all were well--'tis pity And so, intending ‡ other serious matters, After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions §, ACT III. THE MISERABLE SHIFTS OF INGRATITUDE. Ser. My honoured lord,— [TO LUCIUS. Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well:-Commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend. Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent Luc. Ha! what has he sent? I am so much endeared to that lord; he's ever sending: How shall I thank him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now? Ser. He has only sent his present occasion now, A pipe with a turning stopple running to waste. + i. e. At an ebb. Intending, had anciently the same meaning as attending. 2 Broken hints, abrupt remarks. A half cap is a cap slightly moved, not put off. my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his instant use with so many talents. Luc. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents. Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my lord. If his occasion were not virtuous*, I should not urge it half so faithfully. Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius? Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurnish myself against such a good time, when I might have shown myself honourable? how unluckily it happened, that I should purchase the day before for a little part, and undo a great deal of honour;-Servilius, now before the gods, I am not able to do't; the more beast, I say :-I was sending to use lord Timon myself, these gentleman can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done it now. Commend me bountifully to his good lordship; and I hope, his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind: And tell him this from me, I count it one of my greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him? Ser. Yes, sir, I shall. Luc. I will look you out a good turn, Servilius. [Exit SERVILIUS. True, as you said, Timon is shrunk, indeed; And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed. [Exit. AGAINST DUELLING. Your words have took such pains, as if they labour'd To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrelling Is valour misbegot, and came into the world "If he did not want it for a good use." |