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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.
Have smit my credit: I love, and honour him;
feather sticks in his own wing, Lord Timon will be left a naked gull, Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone.
Caph. I go, sir.
Sen. I go, sir?-take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in compt. Caph.
I will, sir.
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,7 Varro : What,
Is't not your business too ?
It is so.
I fear it.
Enter Timon, ALCIBIADES, und Lords, sc,
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again, 8
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Of Athens here, my lord.
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off
Mine honest friend,
Caph. Nay, good my lord,-
Contain thyself, good friend,
7 Good even was the usual salutation from noon. 81.c. 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;
Tim. Give me breath :
[Ereunt ALCIBIADES and Lords. I'll wait upon you instantly.—Come hither, pray you,
[TO FLAVIUS. How
goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd
Please you, gentlemen,
Do so, my friends : See them well entertain'd.
[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.