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What a coil's here! Serving of becks, 3 and jutting out of bums! I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums That are given for 'em. Friendship’s full of dregs : Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs. Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court’sięs.
Tim. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I'd be good to thee. Apem.
No, I'll nothing: for,
Apem. Thou'lt not hear me now,-thou shalt not then, I'll
lock Thy heavens from thee. Q, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! [Exit.
3 Offering salutations. 4 1. c. Be ruined by his securities entered into. s By his heaven he means good advice; the only thing by which he could be saved.
SCENE I. The same. A Room in a Senator's House,
Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand,
Enter CAPHIS. Caph. Here, sir; What is your pleasure ? Sen. Get on your cloak, and haste you to lord
Timon ; Impórtune him for my monies; be not ceas'd 6 With slight denial; nor then silenc'd, when Commend me to your master--and the cap Plays in the right hand, thus:--but tell him, sirrah, My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn Out of mine own; his days and times are past, And my reliances on his fracted dates
Have smit my credit: I love, and honour him;
Caph. I go, sir.
Sen. I go, sir ? - take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in compt. Caph.
I will, sir.
A Hall in Timon's House. Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand. Flav. No care, no stop! so senseless of expence, That he will neither know how to maintain it, Nor cease his flow of riot: Takes no account How things go from him; nor resumes no care Of what is to continue; Never mind Was to be so unwise, to be so kind. What shall be done? He will not hear, till feel : I must be round with him now he comes from
hunting. Fye, fye, fye, fye!
Enter Caphis, and the Servants of ISIDORE and
Good even,? Varro: What,
Is't not your business too?
It is so. Caph. 'Would we were all discharg'd! Var. Sero.
I fear it. Caph. Here comes the lord.
Enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, und Lords, 8c,
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, My Alcibiades.-With me? What's your will?
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Of Athens here, my lord. Tim. Go to my steward.
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off To the succession of new days this month: My master is awak'd by great occasion, To call upon his own; and humbly prays you, That with your other noble parts you'll suit, In giving him his right. Tim.
Mine honest friend,
Caph. Nay, good my lord,-
Contain thyself, good friend, Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, my good lord,
7 Good even was the usual salutation from noon. 8i.e. To hunting; in our author's time it was the custom to hunt as well after dinner as before.
From Isidore; He humbly prays your speedy payment, Caph. If you did know, my lord, my master's
wants, Var. Serv. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six
weeks, And past,
Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, my lord; And I am sent expressly to your lordship.
Tim. Give me breath :
[Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords. I'll wait upon you instantly.--Come hither, pray you,
Please you, gentlemen,
Do so, my friends :
[Exit TIMON, Flav.
I pray, draw near.
Enter APEMANTUS and a Fool. Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Apemantus; let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Serv. Hang him, he'll abuse us.