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Candied with ice, cawdle thy morning taste,
To cure thy o'er-night's surfeit? Call the creatures,
Whole naked natures live in all the spight
Of wreckful heaven, whose bare unhoùled trunks,
To the co:flifting elements expos’d,
Aniver mere nature; bid them Aatter thee;
0! thou shalt find

Tim. A fool of thee ; depart.
-1 pem. I love thee better now than e'er I did.
Tim. I hate thee worse.
Apem. Why?
Tim. Thou Aatt'rest misery.
Apem. I Aatter not;. but say, thou art a caitiff.
Tim. Why dost thou seek me out ?
Apem. To vex thee.

Tim. Always a villain's office, or a fool's.
Doft please thyself in't?

Apem. Ay.
Tim. What! a knave too?

Apem. If thou didst put this four cold habit on
To caftigate thy pride, 'twere well; but thou
Dot it enforcedly: thou’dit courtier be,
Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery
Outlives incertain pomp; is crown'd before ;
The one is filling ftill, never complete ;
The other, at high wish. Best states, contentiess,
Have a distracted and most wretched being ;
Worse than the worst, content.
Thou should't desire to die, being miserable.

Tim. Not by his breath, that is more miserable.
Thou art a slave, whom fortune's tender arm
With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog.
Hadft thou, like us from our first swath, proceeded
Through sweet degrees that this brief world affords,
To such as may the passive drugs of it
Freely command, thou wouldt have plung'd thyself
In general riot, melted down thy youth
In different beds of luit, and never learn'd
The icy precepts of respect, but followed
The sugar'd game before thee. But myself,
Who had the world as my confectionary,


The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, the hearts of men
At duty, more than I could frame employments
That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves
Do on the oak; have with one winter's brush
Fall’n from their boughs, and left me open, bare
For every storm that blows. I to bear this,
That never knew but better, is some burden.
Thy nature did commence in suffrance; time
Hath made thee hard in't. Why shouldst thou hate men?
They never flatter'd thee. What hast thou given ?
If thou wilt curse, thy father, that poor rag,
Must be thy subject, who in spite put stuff
To fome the beggar, and compounded thee,

rogue hereditary. Hence! Be goneIf thou hadit not been born the worst of men, Thou hadft been knave and flatterer.

Apem. Art thou proud yet?
Tim. Ay, that I am not thee.
Apem. I, that I was no prodigal.

Tim. I, that I am one now.
Were all the wealth I have, shut


in thee,
I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone.
That the whole life of Athens were in this !
Thus would I eat it.

[Eating a root.
Asem. Here. I will menu thy feast. [Offering him another
Tinn. First mend my compuny; take away thyself.
Afem. So I shall mend my own, by th' lack of thine.
Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd ;
If not, I would it were.

Apem. What wouldst thou have to Athens ?

Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind, if thou wilt., Tell them there, I have gold. Look, so I have.

Apem. Here is no use for gold.

Tim. The best and trueft:
For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm..

Apem. Where ly'st o nights, l'imon?

Tim, Under that's above me.
Where feed'it thou o' days, Apemantus?

Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, where
I eat it.
Tim. 'Vould poison were obedient, and knew my mind!


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Apem. Where wouldi thou send it ?
Tim. To sauce thy dishes.

Apem. The middle of humanity thou never kneweft, but the extremity of both ends. When thou waft in thy gilt, and thy perfame, they mock'd thee for too niuch curiosity; in thy rags thou knowest none, but are despis'd for the contrary. There's a medlar for thee ; eat it.

Tim, On what I hate I feed not.
Apem. Doft hate a medlar?
Tim. Ay, though it looks like thee.

Apem. An thou hadft hated medlers sooner, thou shouldi have loved thyself better now. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was below'd after his means ?

Tim. Who, without those means thou talk'it of, didk thou ever know belov'd?

Apem. Myself.

Tim. I understand thee, thou hadd some means to keep a dog.

Apem. What things in the world canst thou neareft compare to thy Aatterers ? !

Tim. Women nearest; but men, men are the things themfelves. What wouldit thou do with the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power?

Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men.

Tim. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the confusion of men, or remain a beast with the beasts ?

Apem. Ay, Timon.

Tim. A beastly ambition, which the Gods grant thee to attain to! If thou wert a lion, the fox would beguile thee; if thou wert the lamb, the fox would eat thee; if thou wert the fox, the lion would fufpect thee, when, peradventure, thou wert accus’d by the ass; if thou wert the als, thy dulness would torment thee; and still thou liv'd ft but as a breakfait to the wolf. If thou wert the wolf, thy greedinefs would afflict thee; and oft thou shouldAt hazard thy life for thy dinner. Wert thou the unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee, and make thine ownself the conquest of thy fury. Wert thou a bear, thou wouldst be killed by the horse; wert thou a horse, thou wouldst be feiz'd by the leopard; wert thou a leopard, thou wert german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred were jurors on thy life. All


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thy safety were remotion, and thy deferce absence. What beait couldst thou be, that were not subject to a beaft? And what a beaft art thou already, and feeft not thy loss in transformation!

Apem. If thou couldst please me with speaking to me, thou mightít have hit upon it here. The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts.

Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that thou art out of the city ?

Apem. Yonder comes a poet, and a painter. The plague of company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it, and give way. When I know not what else to do, I'll see thce again.

Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou Malt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog, than Apeinantus.

Apem. Thou art the cap.of all the fools alive.

Tim. Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon ! A. plague on thee!

Apem. Thou art too bad to curse.
Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are pure.
Apem. There is no leprofy but what thou speak’lt

. Tim. If I name thee:- I'll beat thee, but I should infect

my hands.

Apem. I would my tongue could rot them off!

Tim. Away, thou iflue of a mangy dog!
Choler does kill me that thou art alive :
I swoon to see thee.

Apem. 'Would thou wouldit burst !

Tim. Away, thou tedious rogue; I am sorry. I shall lose a stone by thee.

Apem. Beaft!
Tim. Slave!

Apem. Toad!
Tim. Rogue ! rogue!' rogue!

[ Apemantus retreats backward, as going. I am sick of this false world, and will love nought. But even the mere necessities

upon Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; Lie where the light foam of the sea may

beat Thy grave-ftone daily; make thine epitaph; 06



That death in thee at others' lives may laugh.
O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce

[ Looking or the gold.
"Twixt natural son and fire! thou bright defiler
Of Hymner's pureit bed! thou valiant Mars!
Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer,
Whose bluth doth thaw the consecrated fnow
That lies on Dian's lap! thoa visible God,
That sold'rest close impoffibilities,
And mak’it them kiss! that speak'st with every tongue,
To every purpose ! Oh, thou touch of hearts !
Think thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtue
Set them into confounding odds, that beats
May have the world in empire.

Apem. 'Would 'twere so;
But not till I am dead ! I'll say, thou haft gold :
'Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly.

Tim. Throng'd to?
Apem. Ay.
Tim. Thy back, I pr’ythee.
Apen. Live, and love thy misery!
TW. Long live so, and so die ! I am quit.
More things like men--Eat, Timon, and abhor them.

[Exit Apemantus.

Acr II. Scene Il. A magnificent Bed-Chamber; in one

part of it a large trunk.
Imogen is discovered reading in her bed, a Lady at-

tending IMOGEN.

Who's there i my woman, Helen ?

Lady. Please

you, Madam.
Imo. What hour is it?
Lady. Almoft midnight, Madam.

imo. I have read three hours then ; mine eyes are weak. Fold down the leaf where I have left. To-bed.


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