Page. Thou waft whelpt a dog, and thou fhalt famifh, a dog's death. Anfwer not, I am gone. Apem. Ev'n fo thou out-run'ft grace. ferv'd thief. [Exit. -as good a trick as ever hangman Fool. Are you three usurers men? All. Ay, fool. Fool. I think no ufurer but has a fool to his fervant. My miftrefs is one, and I am her fool; when men come to borrow of your mafters, they approach fadly, and go away merrily; but they enter my mistress's house merrily, and go away fadly. The reafon of this? Var. I could render one. Fool. Do it then, that we may account thee a whoremafter, and a knave; which notwithstanding, thou shalt be no less efteem'd. Var. What is a whoremafter, fool? Fool. A fool in good cloaths, and fomething like thee. 'Tis a spirit; sometimes it appears like a Lord, fometimes like a lawyer, fometimes like a philofopher, with two ftones more than's artificial one. He is very often like a knight; and generally, in all shapes that man goes up and down in, from fourfcore to thirteen, this fpirit walks in. Var. Thou art not altogether a fool. Fool. Nor thon altogether a wife man; as much foolery as I have, so much wit thou lack'ft. Apem. That anfwer might have become Apemantus. Enter Timon and Flavius. Apem. Come with me, fool, come. Fool. I do not always follow lover, elder brother, and woman; fometime the philofopher. Flav. Pray you walk near, I'll fpeak with you anon. [Exeunt all but Timon and Flavius, SCENE SCENE IV. Tim. You make me marvel; wherefore, ere this time, Had you not fully laid my ftate before me? That I might fo have rated my expence, As I had leave of means. Flav. You would not hear me : At many leifures I propos'd. Tim. Go to: Perchance fome fingle vantages you took, Flav. Omy good Lord, At many times I brought in my accounts, When, for fome trifling prefent, you have bid me And your great flow of debts. My dear-lov'd Lord, Tim. Let all my land be fold, Flav. 'Tis all engag'd, fome forfeited and gone, Flav. O my good Lord, the world is but a world How quickly were it gone! i Tim. To Lacedæmon did my land extend. Were it all yours, to give it in a breath, Flav. If you fufpect my husbandry or falfhood, Call me before th' exacteft auditors, And fet me on the proof. So the Gods bless me, VOL. VII. When Tim. You tell me true. When all our offices have been oppreft With riotous feeders; when our vaults have wept And fet mine eyes at flow. A Tim. Pr'ythee no more. Flav. Heav'ns! have I faid, the bounty of this Lord What heart, head, fword, force, means, but is Lord Timon's ♣, Tim. Come, fermon me no further. No villainous bounty yet hath past my heart; Why doft thou weep? cant thou all confcience lack And try the arguments of hearts by borrowing, Flav. Affurance blefs your thoughts! Tim. And in fome fort these wants of mine are crown'd, That I account them bleffings; for by these.. Shall I try friends, You fhall perceive how you SCENE V. Enter Flaminius, Servilius, and other Servants. Serv. My Lord, my Lord.. Tim. I will difpatch you fev'rally. You to Lord Lucius. to Lord Lucullus you, I hunted with his Honour to-day—you to Sempronius―commend ་་་་་་་ By Cork here is meant a Cockloft, a Garret and a wastefull cock fignifies a Garret lying waste, neglected, put to no use. me me to their loves, and I am proud,fay, that my occafions have found time to use 'em toward.a fupply of mony; let the request be fifty talents. Flam. As you have said, my Lord. ·Flav. Lord Lucius and Lucullus ? hum· Tim. Go you, Sir, to the Senators zi [To Flavius. Of whom, even to the ftate's beft health, I have Deferv'd this hearing; bid 'em fend o'th' inftant A thoufand talents to me. Flav. I've been bold, (For that I knew it the moft genral way,) Tim. Is't true? can't be ? Flav. They answer in a joint and corporate voice, But yet they could have wifht You are honourable they know not-but Something hath been amifsa noble nature May catch a wrench- would all were well-'tis pity- After diftafteful looks, and thefe hard fractions, Tim. You Gods, reward them! 1 I pr'ythee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it feldom flows, I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me, C 2 Touches Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd Flav. Would I could not: that thought is bounty's foe; Being free it felf, it thinks all others fo. [Exeunt. Ser. I ACT III. SCENE I. Flaminius waiting, enter a Servant to him. Flam. I thank you, Sir. Enter Lucullus. Ser. Here's my Lord. Lucul. One of Lord Timon's men? a gift, I warrant Why, this hits right: I dreamt of a filver bafon and ewre to-night. Flaminius, honeft Flaminius, you are very refpectively welcome, Sir; fill me fome wine. And how does that honourable, compleat, free-hearted gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good Lord and mafter? Flam. His health is well, Sir. Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, Sir; and what haft thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius? Flam. 'Faith nothing but an empty box, Sir, which in my Lord's behalf, I come to entreat your Honour to fupply; who having great and inftant occafion to use fifty talents, hath fent to your Lordship to furnish him, nothing doubting your prefent affiftance therein. Lucul. La, la, la, la, Nothing doubting, fays he alas, good Lord, a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep fo good a house. Many a time and often I ha'din'd with him, and told him on't; and come again to fupper to him on purpose to have him spend lefs. And yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning by my coming; every man hath his fault, and honefty is his. I ha' told him. on't, but I could never get him from't. Enter a Servant, with wine. Ser. Please your Lordship, here is the wine. Lucul |