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I should fear those that dance before me now |
Would one day stamp upon me. 'T has been done: |
Men shut their doors against a setting sun. |
The LORDS rise from table, with much adoring of |
TIMON; and to show their loves, each single out an |
Amazon, and all dance, men witb women, a lofty |
strain or two to the hautboys, and cease |
TIMON. You have done our pleasures much grace, fair ladies, |
Set a fair fashion on our entertainment, |
Which was not half so beautiful and kind; |
You have added worth unto't and lustre, |
And entertain'd me with mine own device; |
I am to thank you for't. |
FIRST LADY. My lord, you take us even at the best. |
APEMANTUS. Faith, for the worst is filthy, and would not hold |
taking, I doubt me. |
TIMON. Ladies, there is an idle banquet attends you; |
Please you to dispose yourselves. |
ALL LADIES. Most thankfully, my lord. |
Exeunt CUPID and LADIES |
TIMON. Flavius! |
FLAVIUS. My lord? |
TIMON. The little casket bring me hither. |
FLAVIUS. Yes, my lord. [Aside] More jewels yet! |
There is no crossing him in's humour, |
Else I should tell him- well i' faith, I should- |
When all's spent, he'd be cross'd then, an he could. |
'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind, |
That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind. Exit |
FIRST LORD. Where be our men? |
SERVANT. Here, my lord, in readiness. |
SECOND LORD. Our horses! |
Re-enter FLAVIUS, with the casket |
TIMON. O my friends, |
I have one word to say to you. Look you, my good lord, |
I must entreat you honour me so much |
As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it, |
Kind my lord. |
FIRST LORD. I am so far already in your gifts- |
ALL. So are we all. |
Enter a SERVANT |
SERVANT. My lord, there are certain nobles of the Senate newly |
alighted and come to visit you. |
TIMON. They are fairly welcome. Exit SERVANT |
FLAVIUS. I beseech your honour, vouchsafe me a word; it does |
concern you near. |
TIMON. Near! Why then, another time I'll hear thee. I prithee let's |
be provided to show them entertainment. |
FLAVIUS. [Aside] I scarce know how. |
Enter another SERVANT |
SECOND SERVANT. May it please vour honour, Lord Lucius, out of his |
free love, hath presented to you four milk-white horses, trapp'd |
in silver. |
TIMON. I shall accept them fairly. Let the presents |
Be worthily entertain'd. Exit SERVANT |
Enter a third SERVANT |
How now! What news? |
THIRD SERVANT. Please you, my lord, that honourable gentleman, Lord |
Lucullus, entreats your company to-morrow to hunt with him and |
has sent your honour two brace of greyhounds. |
TIMON. I'll hunt with him; and let them be receiv'd, |
Not without fair reward. Exit SERVANT |
FLAVIUS. [Aside] What will this come to? |
He commands us to provide and give great gifts, |
And all out of an empty coffer; |
Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this, |
To show him what a beggar his heart is, |
Being of no power to make his wishes good. |
His promises fly so beyond his state |
That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes |
For ev'ry word. He is so kind that he now |
Pays interest for't; his land's put to their books. |
Well, would I were gently put out of office |
Before I were forc'd out! |
Happier is he that has no friend to feed |
Than such that do e'en enemies exceed. |
I bleed inwardly for my lord. Exit |
TIMON. You do yourselves much wrong; |
You bate too much of your own merits. |
Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. |
SECOND LORD. With more than common thanks I will receive it. |
THIRD LORD. O, he's the very soul of bounty! |
TIMON. And now I remember, my lord, you gave good words the other |
day of a bay courser I rode on. 'Tis yours because you lik'd it. |
THIRD LORD. O, I beseech you pardon me, my lord, in that. |
TIMON. You may take my word, my lord: I know no man |
Can justly praise but what he does affect. |
I weigh my friend's affection with mine own. |
I'll tell you true; I'll call to you. |
ALL LORDS. O, none so welcome! |
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