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But rather one that fmiles, and ftill invites.

All that pafs by it. It cannot hold; no reafon
Can found his ftate in fafety. Caphis, hoa!
Caphis, I fay.

Enter Caphis.

Caph. Here, Sir, what is your pleasure?

Sen. Get on your cloak, and hafte you to Lord
Timon;

Importune him for my monies, be not ceas'd
With flight denial, nor then filenc'd, when
"Commend me to your master"—and the cap
Plays in the right hand, thus. But tell him, firrah,
My ufes cry to me, I must serve my turn
Out of mine own; his days and times are past,
And my reliance on his fracted dates

Has fmit my credit. I love and honour him;
But must not break my back, to heal his finger.
Immediate are my needs, and my relief
Muft not be toft and turn'd to me in words,
But find fupply immediate. Get you gone.
Put on a most importunate afpect,
A vifage of demand; for I do fear,
When every feather sticks in his own wing,
Lord Timon will be left a naked Gull,
Who flashes now a Phoenix.
Caph. I go, Sir.

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Flav.

Changes to TIMON's Hall.

Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand.

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O care, no ftop. So fenfelefs of expence,
That he will neither know how to main-
tain it,

Nor ceafe his flow of riot; takes no account
How things go from him, and resumes no care
Of what is to continue. 4 Never Mind

Was to be fo unwife, to be fo kind.

What fhall be done? He will not hear, 'till feel.
I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting

Enter Caphis, with the fervants of Ifidore, and Varro. Fy, fy, fy, fy.

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Caph. Good even, Varro. What, you come for

money?

Var. Is't not your business too?

Caph. It is; and your's too, Ifidore?
Jid. It is fo.

Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd!
Var. I fear it.

Caph, Here comes the Lord.

Enter Timon, and his train.

Tim. So foon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, My Alcibiades.-Well, what's your will?

[They prefent their bills. Caph. My Lord, here is a note of certain dues. Tim. Dues? Whence are you?

Caph. Of Athens here, my Lord.
Tim. Go to my Steward.

Caph. Please it your Lordship, he hath put me off To the fucceffion of new days, this month.

My master is awak'd by great occafion,

To call upon his own, and humbly prays you,
That with your other noble parts you'll fuit,
In giving him his Right.

Tim. Mine honest friend,

I pr'ythee, but repair to me next morning.
Caph. Nay, good my Lord

Tim. Contain thyfelf, good friend,

Var. One Varro's fervant, my good Lord

Ifid. From Ifidore. He prays your fpeedy payment

vertencies neither authour nor editor can efcape.

5 Good evening, Varro.] It is obfervable that this good evening is before dinner; for Timon tells There is another remark to be Alcibiades, that they will go forth made. Varro and Isidore fink a again as foon as dinner's done, few lines afterwards into the ferwhich may prove that by dinner vants of Varro and Ifidore. Whe our authour meant not the coena ther fervants, in our authour's of ancient times, but the mid- time, took the names of their day's repaft. I do not fuppofe masters, I know not. Perhaps the paffage corrupt: fuch inad- it is a flip of negligence.

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Caph.

Caph. If you did know, my Lord, my mafter's

wants

Var. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my Lord, fix weeks And past.

Jd. Your Steward puts me off, my Lord, And I am fent exprefly to your Lordship.

Tim. Give me breath.

-I do befeech you, good my Lords, keep on,

[Exeunt Lords,

I'll wait upon you inftantly.-Come hither, pray you.

[To Flavius.

How goes the world, that I am thus encountered
With clam'rous demands of broken bonds,
And the detention of long-fince due debts,
Against my honour?

Flav. Pleafe you, gentlemen,

The time is unagreeable to this bufinefs.
Your importunity ceaf, 'till after dinner;
That I may make his Lordfhip understand
Wherefore you are not paid.

Tim. Do fo, my friends.

tain'd.

Flav. Pray, draw near.

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See them well enter

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Enter Apemantus, and Fool.

Ceph. Stay, ftay, here comes the Fool with Apemantus, let's have fome fport with 'em. Va. Ilang him, he'll abufe us.

Ifid. A plague upon him, dog! Var. How doft, fool?

Apem. Doft dialogue with thy fhadow?

6 E ter Apemantus and Fool] I fufpect fome fcene to be loft, in which the entrance of the fool, and the page that follows him, was prepared by fome introductory dialogue, and the audience

was informed that they were the fool and page of Phrynia, Temandra, or fome other courtisan, upon the knowledge of which depends the greater part of the enfuing jocularity.

Var.

Var. I fpeak not to thee.

Apem. No, 'tis to thyfelf. Come away.

To the Fool. Ifid. [To Var.] There's the fool hangs on your back already.

yet.

Apem. No, thou standest single, thou art not on him

Caph. Where's the fool now?

Apem. He laft afked the queftion. 7 Poor rogues', and ufurers' men! bawds between gold and want! All. What are we, Apemantus?

Apem. Affes.

All. Why?

Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do not know yourselves. Speak to 'em, fool.

Fool. How do you, Gentlemen?

All. Gramercies, good Fool, how does your mif

trefs?

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Fool. She's e'en fetting on water to fcald fuch chickens as you are. 'Would, we could fee you at

Corinth.

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9 'Would, ave could Jee you at Corinth.] A cant name for a bawdy houfe, I fuppofe from the diffolutenefs of that ancient Greek city; of which Alexander

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