For fhewing me again the eyes of man! Alc. What is thy name? is man so hateful to thee, That art thy felf a man? Tim. I am Mifanthropos, and hate mankind. Alc. I know thee well : But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd, and strange.. Tim. I know thee too, and more than that I know thee, I not defire to know. Follow thy drum, With man's blood paint the ground; gules, gules; Then what fhould war be? this fell whore of thine Phry. Thy lips rot off! Tim. I will not kifs thee, then the Rot returns Alc. How came the noble Timon to this change? Alc. Noble Timon, what friendship may I do thee? Alc. What is it, Timon? If Tim. Promise me friendship, but perform none. thou wilt not promife, the Gods plague thee, for thou art a man: if thou doft perform, confound thee, for thou art a man! Alc. I've heard in fome fort of thy miferies. Tim. Thou faw'ft them when I had profperity.. Alc. I fee them now, then was a bleffed time. Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of harlots.. Timan. Is this th' Athenian minion, whom the world Voic'd fo regardfully? Tim. Art thou Timandra? Timan. Yes. Tim. Be a whore ftill: they love thee not, that ufe thee: Give them diseases, leaving with thee their luft : Make Make use of thy falt hours, feafon the flaves For tubs and baths, bring down the rose-cheek'd youth To th' Tub-fast, and the diet. (19) Timan. Hang thee, monster ! Alc. Pardon him, fweet Timandra, for his wits I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, Tim. I pr'ythee, beat thy drum, and get thee gone. Alc. Why, fare thee well, Here's gold for thee. Tim. Keep it, I cannot eat it. Alc. When I have laid proud Athens on a heap- Alc. Ay, Timon, and have cause. (19) To the Fubfaft, and the Diet.] One might make a very long and vain Search, yet not be able to meet with this prepofterous Word Fubfaft, which has notwithstanding pafs'd currant with all the Editors. The Author is alluding to the Lues Venerea, and its Effects. At that Time, the Cure of it was perform'd either by Guaiacum, or Mercurial Unctions: and in both Cases the Patient was kept up very warm and clofes that in the first Application the Sweat might be promoted; and left, in the other, he should take Cold, which was fatal. "The Regimen for the Courfe of Guaiacum (fays "Dr. Friend in his Hift. of Phyfick, Vol. 2. p. 380.) was at first "ftrangely circumftantial; and fo rigorous, that the Patient was put into a Dungeon in order to make him sweat; and "in that manner, as Fallopius expreffes it, the Bones and the 66 very Man himself was macerated. "And as for the Unition, it was fometimes continued for thirty feven days; (as he obferves, P 375.) and during this Time there was neceffarily an extraordinary Abftinence requir'd. Mr. Warburton. cr Tim. The Gods confound them all then in thy Conquest, Tim. That by killing of villains Will o'er fome high-vic'd city hang his poison Her felf's a bawd. Let not the virgin's cheek Set them down horrible traitors. Spare not the babe, Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat fhall cut, I'll take the gold thou giv'it me, not thy counfel. Both. Give us fome gold, good Timon: haft thou more? (20) That thro' the Window-barn bore at men's Eyes.] I cannot for my Heart imagine, what Idea our wife Editors had of a Virgin's Breaft thro' a Window-barn: which, I am fatisfied, must be a corrupt Reading. In fhort, the Poet is alluding to the decent Custom in his Time of the Women covering their Necks and Bofom either with Lawn, or Cyprus; both which being transparent, the Poet beautifully calls it the Window Lawa Tim Tim. Enough to make a whore forswear her trade, And be no turn-coats: yet may your pains fix months -) Wear them, betray with them; and whore on still: A pox of wrinkles! Both. Well, more gold face; what then? Believe, that we'll do any thing for gold.. In hollow bones of man, ftrike their fharp fhins, And not believes himself. Down with the nofe, (21) And to make whore a Bawd.] The Power of Gold, indeed, may be fuppos'd great, that can make a Whore forfake her Trade; but what mighty Difficulty was there in making a Whore turn Bawd? And yet, 'tis plain, here he is describing the mighty Power of Gold. He had before fhewn, how Gold can perfuade to any villany; he now fhews that it has still a greater Force, and can even turn from Vice to the Practice, or, at leaft, the Semblance of Virtue. We must therefore read, to reftore Sense to our Author, And to make whole a Bawd i. e. not only make her quit her Calling, but thereby restore her to Reputation. ME, Warburton . Smells from the gen'ral weal. Make curl'd-pate ruffians bald, And let the unfcarr'd braggarts of the war There's more gold. Do you damn others, and let this damn you, Both. More counsel with more mony, bounteous Timon. Alc. Strike up the drum tow'rds Athens; farewel, Timon:: Tim. If I hope well, I'll never fee thee more. Alc. I never did thee harm. Tim. Yes, thou fpok'ft well of me. Alc. Call'ft thou that harm ?. Tim. Men daily find it. Get thee hence, away. And take thy beagles with thee. Alc. We but offend him: ftrike. [Exeunt Alcibiad. Phryn. and Timand." Tim. That Nature, being fick of man's unkindness, Should yet be hungry! Common mother, thou Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast Teems, and feeds all; oh thou! whofe felf-fame mettle. The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd worm; Never presented O, a root dear thanks! Dry up thy marrows, veins, and plough-torn leas, Whereof ingrateful man with liqu'rish draughts, And 2 |