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Does she love him ?
Tim. (To LUCILIUS.) Love you the maid?
OLD ATH. If in her marriage my consent be missing,
How shall she be endow'd,
OLD Ath. Three talents on the present; in future, all.
Tim. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me long;
Most noble lord,
Tim. My hand to thee; mine honour on my promise. Luc. Humbly I thank your lordship: never may That state or fortune fall into my keeping, Which is not ow'd to you! [Exeunt LUCILIUS and old Athenian.
POET. Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your lordship!
Tim. I thank you ; you shall hear from me anon :
Pain. A piece of painting, which I do beseech
Painting is welcome.
shall find I like it: wait attendance
hear further from me. Pain.
The gods preserve ye!
What, my lord ! dispraise ?
My lord, 't is rated
• Are prized by their masters :] “ Are rated according to the esteem in which their possessor is held.”—Johnsox.
He'll spare none.
APEM. Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow;
Tim. Why dost thou call them knaves? thou know'st them not.
APEM. He wrought better that made the painter ; and yet he's but a filthy piece of work.
Pain. You are a dog.
APEM. Not so well as plain-dealing, which will not cost * a man a doit.
Tim. What dost thou think 't is worth?
(*) Old text, cast.
APEM. Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou hast feigned him a worthy fellow.
Poet. That's not feigned; he is so.
APEM. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy labour : he that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer. llcavens, that I were a lord !
Tim. What wouldst do then, Apemantus ?
APEM. That I had no angry wit to be a lord.—a Art not thou a merchant ?
MER. Ay, Apemantus.
Trumpet sounds. Enter a Servant.
SERV. 'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse,
[Exeunt some Attendants.
• Enter ALCIBIADES, with his Company. Most welcome, sir!
[They salute. APEM.
So, so; there!_b
ALCIB. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, and I feed
Right welcome, sir!
(*) First folio omits, and. That I had no angry wit to be a lord.) This appears to be an incorrigible corruption. Warburton proposed, " That I had so hungry a wit to be a lord.”
MasonThat I had an angry wish to be a lord.” And Mr. Collier's annotator reads, " That I had so hungry a wish to be a lord.” No one of these, or of many other emendations which have been proposed, is sufficiently plausible to deserve a place in the text. We leave the passage, therefore, as it stands in the old copy, merely suggesting that be may have been misprinted for bay; "That I had no angry wit to bay a lord.”. The meaning heing, he should hate himself, because, by his elevation, he had lost the privilege of reviling rank. In a subsequent scene, he says,-"No, I'll nothing: for, if I should be bribed too, there would be none left to rail upon thee;" &c.
6 So, 60; there! &c.] This speech is printed as prose in the old text, and begins, “So, so; their Aches contract," &c. The present arrangement was made by Capell.
Ere we depart,a we'll share a bounteous time
[E.ceunt all except APEMANTUS.
Enter Two Lords. 1 LORD. What time o' day is ’t, Apemantus ? APEM. Time to be honest. 1 LORD. That time serves still. APEM. The most accursed thou, that still omitt’st it. 2 LORD. Thou art going to lord Timon's feast? APEM. Ay; to see meat fill knaves, and wine heat fools. 2 LORD. Fare thee well, fare thee well. APEM. Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice. 2 LORD. Why, Apemantus? APEM. Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I mean to give thee
1 LORD. Hang thyself !
APEM. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding; make thy requests to thy friend.
2 LORD. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence ! APEM. I will fly, like a dog, the heels o' the ass.
[Erit. 1 LORD. He's opposite to humanity. Come,* shall we in, And taste lord Timon's bounty ? he outgoes The very
heart of kindness. 2 LORD. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold, Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him, But breeds the giver a return, exceeding All use of quittance. 1 Lord.
The noblest mind he carries, That ever govern’d man.
2 LORD. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in ? i LORD. I'll keep you company.
SCENE II.-The same. A Room of State in Timon's House.
and others attending; then enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords,
MANTUS, discontentedly, like himself.
(*) First folio, Comes. · Depart,--] Separate, part.
b Meed, — ) Here, as in other places, Shakespeare uses mecil in the sense of merit, or desert. See * Henry VI. Part IIT.” Act II. Sc. 1 :
“Each one already blazing by our meeds.” And a passage in Act IV. Sc. 8, of the same play,–
"That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame." So also in “Hamlet,” Act V. Sc. 2 :
-but in the imputation laid on him by them, in his meed he's unfellowed." © All use of quittance.) All customary requital.
It hath pleas'd the gods to remember my father's age,
O, by no means ;
[They all stand ceremoniously looking on Timon.
[They sit. 1 LORD. My lord, we always have confess'd it. APEM. Ho, ho, confess'd il! hang'd it, have you not?
a TIM. O, Apemantus – you are welcome.
APEM. No, you shall not make me welcome:
Tim. Fie, thou’rt a churl; you 've got a humour there
APEM. Let me stay at thine apperil, Timon;
TIM. I take no heed of thee; thou art an Athenian, therefore welcome: I myself would have no power: prythee, let my meat make thee silent.
APEM. I scorn thy meat; 't would choke me, for I should ne'er flatter thee. O you gods! what a number of men eat Timon, and he sees "em not! It grieves me to see so many dip their meat in one man's blood; and all the madness is, he cheers them up too. I wonder men dare trust themselves with men: Methinks they should invite them without knives; Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
• Confess'd it! hang'd it, hare you not ?) An allusion, not unfrequent with the writers of the Elizabethan era, to a familiar proverbial saying, “ Confess and be hang’d.” Shakespeare again refers to it in “Othello," Act IV.Sc. 1:
“ —to confess, and be hang'd for his labour." b But yond' man is erer angry.] The original reads, rerie angry; corrected by Rowe.