2 Euery man heares so: what would hee haue borrowed of you?
1 A thousand Peeces
2 A thousand Peeces?
1 What of you?
2 He sent to me sir- Heere he comes.
Enter Timon and Attendants.
Tim. With all my heart Gentlemen both; and how fare you?
1 Euer at the best, hearing well of your Lordship
2 The Swallow followes not Summer more willing, then we your Lordship
Tim. Nor more willingly leaues Winter, such Summer Birds are men. Gentlemen, our dinner will not recompence this long stay: Feast your eares with the Musicke awhile: If they will fare so harshly o"th" Trumpets sound: we shall too"t presently
1 I hope it remaines not vnkindely with your Lordship, that I return"d you an empty Messenger
Tim. O sir, let it not trouble you
2 My n.o.ble Lord
Tim. Ah my good Friend, what cheere?
The Banket brought in.
2 My most Honorable Lord, I am e"ne sick of shame, that when your Lordship this other day sent to me, I was so vnfortunate a Beggar
Tim. Thinke not on"t, sir
2 If you had sent but two houres before
Tim. Let it not c.u.mber your better remembrance.
Come bring in all together
2 All couer"d Dishes
1 Royall Cheare, I warrant you
3 Doubt not that, if money and the season can yeild it 1 How do you? What"s the newes?
3 Alcibiades is banish"d: heare you of it?
Both. Alcibiades banish"d?
3 "Tis so, be sure of it
1 How? How?
2 I pray you vpon what?
Tim. My worthy Friends, will you draw neere?
3 Ile tell you more anon. Here"s a n.o.ble feast toward 2 This is the old man still
3 Wilt hold? Wilt hold?
2 It do"s: but time will, and so
3 I do conceyue
Tim. Each man to his stoole, with that spurre as hee would to the lip of his Mistris: your dyet shall bee in all places alike. Make not a Citie Feast of it, to let the meat coole, ere we can agree vpon the first place. Sit, sit.
The G.o.ds require our Thankes.
You great Benefactors, sprinkle our Society with Thankefulnesse.
For your owne guifts, make your selues prais"d: But reserue still to giue, least your Deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that one neede not lend to another. For were your G.o.dheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the G.o.ds. Make the Meate be beloued, more then the Man that giues it. Let no a.s.sembly of Twenty, be without a score of Villaines. If there sit twelue Women at the Table, let a dozen of them bee as they are. The rest of your Fees, O G.o.ds, the Senators of Athens, together with the common legge of People, what is amisse in them, you G.o.ds, make suteable for destruction. For these my present Friends, as they are to mee nothing, so in nothing blesse them, and to nothing are they welcome.
Vncouer Dogges, and lap
Some speake. What do"s his Lordship meane?
Some other. I know not
Timon. May you a better Feast neuer behold You knot of Mouth-Friends: Smoke, & lukewarm water Is your perfection. This is Timons last, Who stucke and spangled you with Flatteries, Washes it off and sprinkles in your faces Your reeking villany. Liue loath"d, and long Most smiling, smooth, detested Parasites, Curteous Destroyers, affable Wolues, meeke Beares: You Fooles of Fortune, Trencher-friends, Times Flyes, Cap and knee-Slaues, vapours, and Minute Iackes.
Of Man and Beast, the infinite Maladie Crust you quite o"re. What do"st thou go?
Soft, take thy Physicke first; thou too, and thou: Stay I will lend thee money, borrow none.
What? All in Motion? Henceforth be no Feast, Whereat a Villaine"s not a welcome Guest.
Burne house, sinke Athens, henceforth hated be Of Timon Man, and all Humanity.
Exit
Enter the Senators, with other Lords.
1 How now, my Lords?
2 Know you the quality of Lord Timons fury?
3 Push, did you see my Cap?
4 I haue lost my Gowne
1 He"s but a mad Lord, & nought but humors swaies him. He gaue me a Iewell th" other day, and now hee has beate it out of my hat.
Did you see my Iewell?
2 Did you see my Cap
3 Heere "tis
4 Heere lyes my Gowne
1 Let"s make no stay
2 Lord Timons mad
3 I feel"t vpon my bones
4 One day he giues vs Diamonds, next day stones.
Exeunt. the Senators.
Enter Timon.
Tim. Let me looke backe vpon thee. O thou Wall That girdles in those Wolues, diue in the earth, And fence not Athens. Matrons, turne incontinent, Obedience fayle in Children: Slaues and Fooles Plucke the graue wrinkled Senate from the Bench, And minister in their steeds, to generall Filthes.
Conuert o"th" Instant greene Virginity, Doo"t in your Parents eyes. Bankrupts, hold fast Rather then render backe; out with your Kniues, And cut your Trusters throates. Bound Seruants, steale, Large-handed Robbers your graue Masters are, And pill by Law. Maide, to thy Masters bed, Thy Mistris is o"th" Broth.e.l.l. Some of sixteen, Plucke the lyn"d Crutch from thy old limping Sire, With it, beate out his Braines. Piety, and Feare, Religion to the G.o.ds, Peace, Iustice, Truth, Domesticke awe, Night-rest, and Neighbourhood, Instruction, Manners, Mysteries, and Trades, Degrees, Obseruances, Customes, and Lawes, Decline to your confounding contraries.
And yet Confusion liue: Plagues incident to men, Your potent and infectious Feauors, heape On Athens ripe for stroke. Thou cold Sciatica, Cripple our Senators, that their limbes may halt As lamely as their Manners. l.u.s.t, and Libertie Creepe in the Mindes and Marrowes of our youth, That "gainst the streame of Vertue they may striue, And drowne themselues in Riot. Itches, Blaines, So we all th" Athenian bosomes, and their crop Be generall Leprosie: Breath, infect breath, That their Society (as their Friendship) may Be meerely poyson. Nothing Ile beare from thee But nakednesse, thou detestable Towne, Take thou that too, with multiplying Bannes: Timon will to the Woods, where he shall finde Th" vnkindest Beast, more kinder then Mankinde.