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Burn house! Sink Athens! Henceforth hated be |
Of Timon man and all humanity! Exit |
Re-enter the LORDS |
FIRST LORD. How now, my lords! |
SECOND LORD. Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury? |
THIRD LORD. Push! Did you see my cap? |
FOURTH LORD. I have lost my gown. |
FIRST LORD. He's but a mad lord, and nought but humours sways him. |
He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now he has beat it out of |
my hat. Did you see my jewel? |
THIRD LORD. Did you see my cap? |
SECOND LORD. Here 'tis. |
FOURTH LORD. Here lies my gown. |
FIRST LORD. Let's make no stay. |
SECOND LORD. Lord Timon's mad. |
THIRD LORD. I feel't upon my bones. |
FOURTH LORD. One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones. |
Exeunt |
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ACT IV. SCENE I. |
Without the walls of Athens |
Enter TIMON |
TIMON. Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall |
That girdles in those wolves, dive in the earth |
And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent. |
Obedience, fail in children! Slaves and fools, |
Pluck the grave wrinkled Senate from the bench |
And minister in their steads. To general filths |
Convert, o' th' instant, green virginity. |
Do't in your parents' eyes. Bankrupts, hold fast; |
Rather than render back, out with your knives |
And cut your trusters' throats. Bound servants, steal: |
Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, |
And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed: |
Thy mistress is o' th' brothel. Son of sixteen, |
Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping sire, |
With it beat out his brains. Piety and fear, |
Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, |
Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood, |
Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades, |
Degrees, observances, customs and laws, |
Decline to your confounding contraries |
And let confusion live. Plagues incident to men, |
Your potent and infectious fevers heap |
On Athens, ripe for stroke. Thou cold sciatica, |
Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt |
As lamely as their manners. Lust and liberty, |
Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth, |
That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may strive |
And drown themselves in riot. Itches, blains, |
Sow all th' Athenian bosoms, and their crop |
Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath, |
That their society, as their friendship, may |
Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee |
But nakedness, thou detestable town! |
Take thou that too, with multiplying bans. |
Timon will to the woods, where he shall find |
Th' unkindest beast more kinder than mankind. |
The gods confound- hear me, you good gods all- |
The Athenians both within and out that wall! |
And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow |
To the whole race of mankind, high and low! |
Amen. Exit |
SCENE II. |
Athens. TIMON's house |
Enter FLAVIUS, with two or three SERVANTS |
FIRST SERVANT. Hear you, Master Steward, where's our master? |
Are we undone, cast off, nothing remaining? |
FLAVIUS. Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you? |
Let me be recorded by the righteous gods, |
I am as poor as you. |
FIRST SERVANT. Such a house broke! |
So noble a master fall'n! All gone, and not |
One friend to take his fortune by the arm |
And go along with him? |
SECOND SERVANT. As we do turn our backs |
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