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honest Flaminius; you are very respectively' welcome, sir.-Fill me some' wine.--- [Exit Servant.] And how does that honourable complete, free-hearted gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord and master?
Flam. His health is well, sir.
Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, sir: And what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius.
Flam. 'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; which, in my lord's behalf, I come to entreat your honour to supply; who, having great and instant occasion to use fifty talents, hath sent to your lordship to furnish him; nothing doubting your present assistance therein.
Lucul. La, la, la, la,- nothing doubting, says he? alas, good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep so good a house. Many a time and often I have dined with him, and told him on't; and come again to supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less: and yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning by my coming. Every man has his fault, and honesty is his;? I have told him on't, but I could never get him from it. '.
Re-enter Servant, with Wine.
Lucul. Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee,
Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure.
Lucul. I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt spirit,-give thee thy due,—and one that knows what belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in
r ery respectively —] i. e. respectfully.
thee.—Get you gone, sirrah. - [To the Servant, who goes out. Draw nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a bountiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou knowest well enough, although thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend money; especially upon bare friendship, without security. Here's three solidares for thee; good boy, wink at me, and say, thou saw'st me not. Fare thee well. Flam. Is't possible, the world should so much
i differ; And we alive, that liv?d?* Fly, damned baseness, To him that worships thee.
· [Throwing the Money away. Lucul. Ha! Now I see, thou art a fool, and fit for thy master.
[Exit LUCULLUS. Flam. May these add to the number that may
scald thee! Let molten coin be thy damnation, Thou disease of a friend, and not himself! Has friendship such a faint and milky heart, It turns in less than two nights? O you gods, I feel my master's passion! This slave Unto his honour," has my lord's meat in him: Why should it thrive, and turn to nutriment,'. When he is turn'd to poison?. O, may diseases only work upon't! ; And, when he is sick to death, let not that part of
3 t hree solidares-] I believe this coin is from the mint of the poet. STEEVENS.
4° And we alive, that liv'd?] i. e. And we who were alive then, alive now. As much as to say, in so short a time.
5. It turns in less than two nights?] Alluding to the turning or acescence of milk. Johnson.
6 passion!] i. e. suffering.
7 Unto his honour,] The modern editors read-Unto this hour, which seenis preferable.
Which my lord paid for, be of any power, )
Enter Luciuš, with Three Strangers. ',."... Luc. Who, the ford Timon? he is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman."
i Stran. We know him for no less, though we are but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours; now lord Timon's happy liours are done and past, and his 'estate shrinks from him."
"Luc. Fye no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.
2 Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, one of his men was with the 'lord Lųcullus, to borrow so many talents; nay, urged ex* tremely for't, and showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied..." Luc: How?
cu!....... vis : 2 Stran. I tell you, denied, my lord.. ?!
Luc. What a strange case was that? now, before the gods, I am ashamed on't. Denied that hoz nourable man? there was very little honour showed in't. For my own part, I must needs confess, I have received some small kindnesses from him, as money, plate; jewels, and such like triffes, nothing comparing to his; yet, had he mistook him, and sent to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.
8 his hour!) i. e, the hour of sickness. His for its.
9 We know him for no less,] To know, in the present, and sea veral other instances, is used by our author for--to acknowledge,
Enter SERVIĻIUS. :: Ser. See, by good 'hap, yonder’s my lord; I have sweat to see his honour.—My honoured Iord,
[To LUCIUS. · Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, şir. Fare thec well:--Commend me to thy honourable-virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend.
Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent
Luc. Ha! what has he sent. I am so much en-, deared to that lord; he's ever sending: How shall I thank him, thinkest thon! And what has he sent now?
Ser. He has only sent his present occasion now, my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his instant use with so many talents.
Luć. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents.
Ser. But in the mean time he wants le If his occasion were not virtuous,'' · I should not urge it half so faithfully. ..ilis
Luc, Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius?
: Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurpish myself against such a good time, when I might have shown myself honourable? how unluckily it happened, that I should purchase the day before 'for a little part, and undo a great deal of honour Servilius, now before the gods, I am not able 'to do’t; the more beast, I say:- I was sending to use lord Timon myself, these gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had
d, that I shonourable? how when I might hash
? If his occasion were not virtuous,] i. e. if he did not want it for a good use.
2 half so faithfully,] Faithfully for feryently.':'
done it now. Commend me bountifully to his good lordship; and I hope, his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind:-And tell him this from me, I count it one of my greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an honourable gentleman. ; Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him?
Ser. Yes, sir, I shall.
[Exit ServiLIUS. True, as you said, Timon is shrunk, indeed; And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed.
i Stran. Why this
3 Stran. Religion groans at it. "I Stran.
For mine own part, I never tasted Timon in my life, Nor caine any of his bounties over me, To mark me for his friend; yet, I protest,
o in respect of his,] In respect of his fortune: what Lucius denies to Timon is in proportion to what Lucius possesses, less than the usual alms given by good men to beggars. JOHNSON.