HORTENSIUS. I"m weary of this charge, the G.o.ds can witness; I know my lord hath spent of Timon"s wealth, And now ingrat.i.tude makes it worse than stealth.
FIRST VARRO"S SERVANT. Yes, mine"s three thousand crowns; what"s yours?
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Five thousand mine.
FIRST VARRO"S SERVANT. "Tis much deep; and it should seem by th"
sum Your master"s confidence was above mine, Else surely his had equall"d.
Enter FLAMINIUS
t.i.tUS. One of Lord Timon"s men.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Flaminius! Sir, a word. Pray, is my lord ready to come forth?
FLAMINIUS. No, indeed, he is not.
t.i.tUS. We attend his lordship; pray signify so much.
FLAMINIUS. I need not tell him that; he knows you are to diligent.
Exit
Enter FLAVIUS, in a cloak, m.u.f.fled
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Ha! Is not that his steward m.u.f.fled so?
He goes away in a cloud. Call him, call him.
t.i.tUS. Do you hear, sir?
SECOND VARRO"S SERVANT. By your leave, sir.
FLAVIUS. What do ye ask of me, my friend?
t.i.tUS. We wait for certain money here, sir.
FLAVIUS. Ay, If money were as certain as your waiting, "Twere sure enough.
Why then preferr"d you not your sums and bills When your false masters eat of my lord"s meat?
Then they could smile, and fawn upon his debts, And take down th" int"rest into their glutt"nous maws.
You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up; Let me pa.s.s quietly.
Believe"t, my lord and I have made an end: I have no more to reckon, he to spend.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Ay, but this answer will not serve.
FLAVIUS. If "twill not serve, "tis not so base as you, For you serve knaves. Exit FIRST VARRO"S SERVANT. How! What does his cashier"d worship mutter?
SECOND VARRO"S SERVANT. No matter what; he"s poor, and that"s revenge enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no house to put his head in? Such may rail against great buildings.
Enter SERVILIUS
t.i.tUS. O, here"s Servilius; now we shall know some answer.
SERVILIUS. If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some other hour, I should derive much from"t; for take"t of my soul, my lord leans wondrously to discontent. His comfortable temper has forsook him; he"s much out of health and keeps his chamber.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Many do keep their chambers are not sick; And if it be so far beyond his health, Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts, And make a clear way to the G.o.ds.
SERVILIUS. Good G.o.ds!
t.i.tUS. We cannot take this for answer, sir.
FLAMINIUS. [Within] Servilius, help! My lord! my lord!
Enter TIMON, in a rage, FLAMINIUS following
TIMON. What, are my doors oppos"d against my pa.s.sage?
Have I been ever free, and must my house Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?
The place which I have feasted, does it now, Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Put in now, t.i.tus.
t.i.tUS. My lord, here is my bill.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Here"s mine.
HORTENSIUS. And mine, my lord.
BOTH VARRO"S SERVANTS. And ours, my lord.
PHILOTUS. All our bills.
TIMON. Knock me down with "em; cleave me to the girdle.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Alas, my lord- TIMON. Cut my heart in sums.
t.i.tUS. Mine, fifty talents.
TIMON. Tell out my blood.
LUCIUS" SERVANT. Five thousand crowns, my lord.
TIMON. Five thousand drops pays that. What yours? and yours?
FIRST VARRO"S SERVANT. My lord- SECOND VARRO"S SERVANT. My lord- TIMON. Tear me, take me, and the G.o.ds fall upon you! Exit HORTENSIUS. Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps at their money. These debts may well be call"d desperate ones, for a madman owes "em. Exeunt
Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS
TIMON. They have e"en put my breath from me, the slaves.
Creditors? Devils!
FLAVIUS. My dear lord- TIMON. What if it should be so?
FLAMINIUS. My lord- TIMON. I"ll have it so. My steward!
FLAVIUS. Here, my lord.
TIMON. So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again: Lucius, Lucullus, and Semp.r.o.nius- all.
I"ll once more feast the rascals.
FLAVIUS. O my lord, You only speak from your distracted soul; There is not so much left to furnish out A moderate table.
TIMON. Be it not in thy care.
Go, I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide Of knaves once more; my cook and I"ll provide. Exeunt
SCENE V.
The Senate House
Enter three SENATORS at one door, ALCIBIADES meeting them, with attendants
FIRST SENATOR. My lord, you have my voice to"t: the fault"s b.l.o.o.d.y.
"Tis necessary he should die: Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
SECOND SENATOR. Most true; the law shall bruise him.
ALCIBIADES. Honour, health, and compa.s.sion, to the Senate!
FIRST SENATOR. Now, Captain?
ALCIBIADES. I am an humble suitor to your virtues; For pity is the virtue of the law, And none but tyrants use it cruelly.
It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy Upon a friend of mine, who in hot blood Hath stepp"d into the law, which is past depth To those that without heed do plunge into"t.
He is a man, setting his fate aside, Of comely virtues; Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice- An honour in him which buys out his fault- But with a n.o.ble fury and fair spirit, Seeing his reputation touch"d to death, He did oppose his foe; And with such sober and unnoted pa.s.sion He did behove his anger ere "twas spent, As if he had but prov"d an argument.
FIRST SENATOR. You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair; Your words have took such pains as if they labour"d To bring manslaughter into form and set Quarrelling upon the head of valour; which, indeed, Is valour misbegot, and came into the world When sects and factions were newly born.
He"s truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe, And make his wrongs his outsides, To wear them like his raiment, carelessly, And ne"er prefer his injuries to his heart, To bring it into danger.
If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill, What folly "tis to hazard life for ill!
ALCIBIADES. My lord- FIRST SENATOR. You cannot make gross sins look clear: To revenge is no valour, but to bear.
ALCIBIADES. My lords, then, under favour, pardon me If I speak like a captain: Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, And not endure all threats? Sleep upon"t, And let the foes quietly cut their throats, Without repugnancy? If there be Such valour in the bearing, what make we Abroad? Why, then, women are more valiant, That stay at home, if bearing carry it; And the a.s.s more captain than the lion; the fellow Loaden with irons wiser than the judge, If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords, As you are great, be pitifully good.
Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood?
To kill, I grant, is sin"s extremest gust; But, in defence, by mercy, "tis most just.
To be in anger is impiety; But who is man that is not angry?
Weigh but the crime with this.
SECOND SENATOR. You breathe in vain.
ALCIBIADES. In vain! His service done At Lacedaemon and Byzantium Were a sufficient briber for his life.