Timon of Athens.
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With one man becken'd from the rest below,
Bowing his head against the steepy Mount
To climbe his happinesse, would be well exprest
In our Condition.
Bowing his head against the steepy Mount
To climbe his happinesse, would be well exprest
In our Condition.
Poet.
Nay Sir, but heare me on:
All those which were his Fellowes but of late,
Some better then his valew; on the moment
Follow his strides, his Lobbies fill with tendance,
Raine Sacrificiall whisperings in his eare,
Make Sacred euen his styrrop, and through him
Drinke the free Ayre.
Nay Sir, but heare me on:
All those which were his Fellowes but of late,
Some better then his valew; on the moment
Follow his strides, his Lobbies fill with tendance,
Raine Sacrificiall whisperings in his eare,
Make Sacred euen his styrrop, and through him
Drinke the free Ayre.
Pain.
I marry, what of these?
I marry, what of these?
Poet.
When Fortune in her shift and change of mood
Spurnes downe her late beloued; all his Dependants
Which labour'd after him to the Mountaines top,
Euen on their knees and hand, let him sit downe,
Not one accompanying his declining foot.
When Fortune in her shift and change of mood
Spurnes downe her late beloued; all his Dependants
Which labour'd after him to the Mountaines top,
Euen on their knees and hand, let him sit downe,
Not one accompanying his declining foot.
Pain.
Tis common:
A thousand morall Paintings I can shew,
That shall demonstrate these quicke blowes of Fortunes,
More pregnantly then words. Yet you do well,
To shew Lord Timon, that meane eyes haue seene
The foot aboue the head.
Tis common:
A thousand morall Paintings I can shew,
That shall demonstrate these quicke blowes of Fortunes,
More pregnantly then words. Yet you do well,
To shew Lord Timon, that meane eyes haue seene
The foot aboue the head.
Trumpets sound.
Enter Lord Timon, addressing himselfe curteously
to euery Sutor.
Enter Lord Timon, addressing himselfe curteously
to euery Sutor.
Tim.
Imprison'd is he, say you?
Imprison'd is he, say you?
Mes.
I my good Lord, fiue Talents is his debt,
His meanes most short, his Creditors most straite:
Your Honourable Letter he desires
To those haue shut him vp, which failing,
Periods his comfort.
I my good Lord, fiue Talents is his debt,
His meanes most short, his Creditors most straite:
Your Honourable Letter he desires
To those haue shut him vp, which failing,
Periods his comfort.
Tim.
Noble Ventidius well:
I am not of that Feather, to shake off
My Friend when he must neede me. I do know him
A Gentleman, that well deserues a helpe,
Which he shall haue. Ile pay the debt, and free him.
Noble Ventidius well:
I am not of that Feather, to shake off
My Friend when he must neede me. I do know him
A Gentleman, that well deserues a helpe,
Which he shall haue. Ile pay the debt, and free him.
Mes.
Your Lordship euer bindes him.
Your Lordship euer bindes him.
Tim.
Commend me to him, I will send his ransome,
And being enfranchized bid him come to me;
'Tis not enough to helpe the Feeble vp,
But to support him after. Fare you well.
Commend me to him, I will send his ransome,
And being enfranchized bid him come to me;
'Tis not enough to helpe the Feeble vp,
But to support him after. Fare you well.
Mes.
Exit.All happinesse to your Honor.
Exit.All happinesse to your Honor.
Enter an old Athenian.
Oldm.
Lord Timon, heare me speake.
Lord Timon, heare me speake.
Tim.
Freely good Father.
Freely good Father.
Oldm.
Thou hast a Seruant nam'd Lucilius.
Thou hast a Seruant nam'd Lucilius.
Tim.
I haue so: What of him?
I haue so: What of him?
Oldm.
Most Noble Timon, call the man before thee.
Most Noble Timon, call the man before thee.
Tim.
Attends he heere, or no? Lucillius.
Attends he heere, or no? Lucillius.
Luc.
Heere at your Lordships seruice.
Heere at your Lordships seruice.
Oldm.
This Fellow heere, (L.)Lord Timon, this thy Creature,
By night frequents my house. I am a man
That from my first haue beene inclin'd to thrift,
And my estate deserues an Heyre more rais'd,
Then one which holds a Trencher.
This Fellow heere, (L.)Lord Timon, this thy Creature,
By night frequents my house. I am a man
That from my first haue beene inclin'd to thrift,
And my estate deserues an Heyre more rais'd,
Then one which holds a Trencher.
Tim.
Well: what further?
Well: what further?
Old.
One onely Daughter haue I, no Kin else,
On whom I may conferre what I haue got:
The Maid is faire, a'th'youngest for a Bride,
And I haue bred her at my deerest cost
In Qualities of the best. This man of thine
Attempts her loue: I prythee (Noble Lord)
Ioyne with me to forbid him her resort,
My selfe haue spoke in vaine.
One onely Daughter haue I, no Kin else,
On whom I may conferre what I haue got:
The Maid is faire, a'th'youngest for a Bride,
And I haue bred her at my deerest cost
In Qualities of the best. This man of thine
Attempts her loue: I prythee (Noble Lord)
Ioyne with me to forbid him her resort,
My selfe haue spoke in vaine.
Tim.
The man is honest.
The man is honest.
Oldm.
Therefore he will be Timon,
His honesty rewards him in it selfe,
It must not beare my Daughter.
Therefore he will be Timon,
His honesty rewards him in it selfe,
It must not beare my Daughter.
Tim.
Does she loue him?
Does she loue him?
Oldm.
She is yong and apt:
Our owne precedent passions do instruct vs
What leuities in youth.
She is yong and apt:
Our owne precedent passions do instruct vs
What leuities in youth.
Tim.
Loue you the Maid?
Loue you the Maid?
Luc.
I my good Lord, and she accepts of it.
I my good Lord, and she accepts of it.
Oldm.
If in her Marriage my consent be missing,
I call the Gods to witnesse, I will choose
Mine heyre from forth the Beggers of the world,
And dispossesse her all.
If in her Marriage my consent be missing,
I call the Gods to witnesse, I will choose
Mine heyre from forth the Beggers of the world,
And dispossesse her all.
Tim.
How shall she be endowed,
If she be mated with an equall Husband?
How shall she be endowed,
If she be mated with an equall Husband?
Oldm.
Three Talents on the present; in future, all.
Three Talents on the present; in future, all.
Tim.
This Gentleman of mine
Hath seru'd me long:
To build his Fortune, I will straine a little,
For 'tis a Bond in men. Giue him thy Daughter,
What you bestow, in him Ile counterpoize,
And make him weigh with her.
This Gentleman of mine
Hath seru'd me long:
To build his Fortune, I will straine a little,
For 'tis a Bond in men. Giue him thy Daughter,
What you bestow, in him Ile counterpoize,
And make him weigh with her.
Oldm.
Most Noble Lord,
Pawne me to this your Honour, she is his.
Most Noble Lord,
Pawne me to this your Honour, she is his.
Tim.
My hand to thee,
Mine Honour on my promise.
My hand to thee,
Mine Honour on my promise.
Luc.
Humbly I thanke your Lordship, neuer may
That state or Fortune fall into my keeping,
Exit.Which is not owed to you.
Humbly I thanke your Lordship, neuer may
That state or Fortune fall into my keeping,
Exit.Which is not owed to you.
Poet.
Vouchsafe my Labour,
And long liue your Lordship.
Vouchsafe my Labour,
And long liue your Lordship.
Tim.
I thanke you, you shall heare from me anon:
Go not away. What haue you there, my Friend?
I thanke you, you shall heare from me anon:
Go not away. What haue you there, my Friend?
Pain.
A peece of Painting, which I do beseech
Your Lordship to accept.
A peece of Painting, which I do beseech
Your Lordship to accept.
Tim.
Painting is welcome.
The Painting is almost the Naturall man:
For since Dishonor Traffickes with mans Nature,
He is but out-side: These Pensil'd Figures are
Euen such as they giue out. I like your worke,
And you shall finde I like it; Waite attendance
Till you heare further from me.
Painting is welcome.
The Painting is almost the Naturall man:
For since Dishonor Traffickes with mans Nature,
He is but out-side: These Pensil'd Figures are
Euen such as they giue out. I like your worke,
And you shall finde I like it; Waite attendance
Till you heare further from me.
Pain.
The Gods preserue ye.
The Gods preserue ye.
Tim.
Well fare you Gentleman: giue me your hand.
We must needs dine together: sir your Iewell
Hath suffered vnder praise.
Well fare you Gentleman: giue me your hand.
We must needs dine together: sir your Iewell
Hath suffered vnder praise.
Iewel.
What my Lord, dispraise?
What my Lord, dispraise?
Tim.
A meere saciety of Commendations,
If I should pay you for't as 'tis extold,
It would vnclew me quite.
A meere saciety of Commendations,
If I should pay you for't as 'tis extold,
It would vnclew me quite.
Iewel.
My Lord, 'tis rated
As those which sell would giue: but you well know,
Things of like valew differing in the Owners,
Are prized by their Masters. Beleeu't deere Lord,
You mend the Iewell by the wearing it.
My Lord, 'tis rated
As those which sell would giue: but you well know,
Things of like valew differing in the Owners,
Are prized by their Masters. Beleeu't deere Lord,
You mend the Iewell by the wearing it.
Tim.
Well mock'd.
Well mock'd.
Enter Apermantus.
Mer.
No my good Lord, he speakes yͤ common toong
Which all men speake with him.
No my good Lord, he speakes yͤ common toong
Which all men speake with him.
Tim.
Looke who comes heere, will you be chid?
Looke who comes heere, will you be chid?
Iewel.
Wee'l beare with your Lordship.
Wee'l beare with your Lordship.
Mer.
Hee'l spare none.
Hee'l spare none.
Tim.
Good morrow to thee,
Gentle Apermantus.
Good morrow to thee,
Gentle Apermantus.
Aper.
