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With burdens of the dead ;-some that were hang'a,'| Let it no more bring out ingrateful man !
No matter :-wear them, betray with thom: whore Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears ;

Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face
Paint till a horse may mire upon your face : Hath to the marbled mansion all above 10
A pox of wrinkles !

Never presented !--0, a root,-Dear thanks! Phr. & Timan. Well, more gold;-What then ?- Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas; Believe't, that we'll do any thing for gold. Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorish draughts, Tim. Consumptions sow

And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind,
In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp shins, That from it all consideration slips !
And mar men's spurring.' Crack the lawyer's voice,

That he may never more false title plead,
Nor sound his quillets shrilly: hoarse the flamen," More man? Plague ! plague !
That scolds against the quality of flosh,

Apem. I was directed hither: Men report,
And not believes himself: down with the nose, Thou dost affect my manners, and dost use them.
Down with it fat; take the bridge quite away Tim. "Tis, then, because thou dost not keep a dog
Of him, that his particular to foresee,

Whom I would imitate. Consumption catch thee! Smells from the general weal:* make curl'd-pate Apem. This is in thee a nature but affected ; ruffians bald ;


poor unmanly melancholy, sprung. And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war

From change of fortune. "Why this spade ? this Derive some pain from you : Plague all;

place? That your activity may defeat and quell

This slavelike habit ? and these looks of care ? The source of all erection. There's more gold :- Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie soft ; Do you damn others, and let this damn you, Hug their diseas'd perfumes," and have forgot And ditches graves you all !

That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods, Phr. f. T'iman. More counsel with more money, By putting on the cunning of a carper;!? bounteous Timon.

Be thou a flatterer now, and seek to thrivo Tim. More whore, more mischief first; I have By that which has undone thee: hinge thy knee,13 given you earnest.

And let his very breath, whom thou'li observe, Alcib. Strike up the drum, towards Athens. Fare- Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious strain, well, Timon ;

And call it excellent: Thou wast told thus; If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again.

Thou gav'st thine ears, like tapsters, that bid welTim. If I hope well, I'll never see thee more.

come, Alcib. I never did thee harm.

To knaves and all approachers : 'Tis most just, Tim. Yes, thou spok'st well of me.

That thou turn rascal ; hadst thou wealth again, Alcib.

Call'st thou that harm? Rascals should have't. Do not assume my likeness. Tim. Men daily find it such. Get thee away, Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. And take thy beagles with thee.

Apem Thou hast cast'away thyself, being like Alcib. We but offend him.

thyself; Strike. [Drum beats. Exeunt Alcibiades, A madman so long, now a fool : What, think'st

PHRYNIA, and TIMANDRA. That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, Tim. That nature, being sick of man's unkindness, Will put thy shiré on warm ? Will these moss'd Should yet be hungry!--Common mother, thou,


(Digging. That have outliv'd the eagle, 14 page thy beels, Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast, And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle,

brook, Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff?d, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste, Engenders the black toad, and adder blue,

To cure thy o'er-night's surfeit ? call the creatures The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd worm," Whose naked natures live in all the spite With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven, Of wreakful heaven ; whose bare unhoused trunks, Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine; To the conflicting elements expos'd, Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate,

Answer mere nature,' 5-bid them flatter thee; From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root! 0! thou shalt find Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb,


A fool of thee: Depart. The fashion of periwigs for women, which Stowe informs us were brought into England about the time 8 Perhaps Shakspeare meant curled (which was yy. of the massacre of Paris,' seems to have been a fertile nonymous with crisp) from the appearance of the clouds source of sațire. Stubbes, in his Anatomy of Abuses, in the Tempest, Ariel talks of sitting on the curl'a says that it was dangerous for any child to wander, as clouds.' Chaucer, in his House of Fame, says :nothing was more common than for women to entice Her heare that was oundie and crips. such as had fine locks into private places, and there to i. e. wary and curled. Again, in the Philosopher's Sa. cut them off.

tires, by Robert Anton 2 Quillels are subtleties, nice and frivolous distinc- Her face as beauteous as the crisped morn.' tions. See Hamlet, Act v. Sc. l.

9 So in King Lear ;3 The old copy reads hoar the flamen,' which Stee. 'Dry up in her the organs of increase.' vens suggests may mean, give him the hoary leprosy. 10 Thus Milion, b. Mi. I. 564 : I hi

not scrupled to insert Upton's reading of hoarse " Through the pure marble air.' into the text, because I think the whole construction of Again in Othello :the speech shows that is the word the poet wrote.

"Now by yon marble heaven.' afllici him with leprosy would not prevent his scolding, 11 i. e. their diseased perfumed mistresses. Thus ir. to deprive him of his voice by hoarseness might.

Othello :4 To'foresee his particular' is to provide for his “'Tis such another fitchew; marry, a perfum'd one. private advantage, for which he leaves the right scent 12 ' Cunning of a carperi is the fastidiousness of a of public good.'

critic. Shame not thesó words, says Apemantus, by • To grave is to bury, The word is now obsolete, coming here to find fault. Carping momusea was a but was familiar to our old writers. Thus Chapman in general term for ill-natured critics. Beatrice's sarcastic his version of the fifteenth Hind:

raillery is thus designated by Ursula in Much Ado the throtes of dogs shall grave

About Nothing :-Hiy manlegs limbs.'

• Why sure such carping is not commendable.' 6 This image (as Warburton ingeniouwly supposes) 13' To crook the pregnant hinges of the knee.' would almost make one imagine that Shakspeare was

Hamlet. acquainted with some personifications of nature similar 14 Aguilæ Senectus is a proverb. Tuberville, in his to the ancient statues of Diana Ephesia Multimammia. Book of Falconry, 1575, says that the great age of this

7 The serpent hich we, from the smallness of the bird has been ascertained from the circumstance of eye, call the blind-worm, and the Latins cæcilia. So alway, building its eyrie or nest in the same place. in Macbeth :

V 15 And with presented nakedness outface * Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting.'

The winds.

King Lear, Act ii. Se. 3.



Apem. I love thee better now than e'er I did. Apem. I, that I was
Tim. I hate thee worse.

No prodigal.

T'im. I, that I am one now;

Thou flatter’st misery. Were all the wealth I have, shut up in thee,
Apem. I flatter not; but say, thou art a caiutt. I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone.
Tim. Why dost thou seek me out?

That the whole life of Athens were in this!
To vex thee. Thus would I eat it.

(Eating a root. Tim. Always a villain's office, or a fool's.

Apem. .

Here; I will mend thy feast. Dost please thyself in't ?

[Offering him something. Apem. Ay.

Tim. First mend my company, take away thyself. Tim.

What! a koave too? Apem. So I shall mend mine own, by the lack of Apem. If thou didst put this sour cold habit on

thine. To castigate thy pride, 'twere well: but thou Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd; Dost it enforcedly; thou’dst courtier be again, If not, I would it were. Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery

Apem. What would'st thou have to Athens? Outlives incertain pomp, is crown'd before :'

Tim. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou wilt, The one is filling still, never complete;

Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have.
The other, at high wish: Best state, contentless, Apem. Here is no use for gold.
Hath a distracted and most wretched being,


The best, and truest : Worse than the worst, content.

For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm. Thou should'st desire to die, being miserable. Apem. Where ly'st o' nights, Timon? Tim. Not by his breath, that is more miserable.


Under that's above me. Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arm Where feed'st thou o' days, Apemantus ? With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog,

Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, Hadst thou, like us, from our first swath,' pro- where I eat it. ceeded

Tim. 'Would poison were obedient, and knew my The sweet degrees that this brief world affords

mind! To such as may the passive drugs of it

Apem. Where would'st thou send it ?
Freely command, thou would'st have plung'd thyself Tim. To sauce thy dishes.
In general riot; melted down thy youth

Apem. The middle of humanity thou never knewIn different beds of lust; and never learn'd est, but the extremiiy of both ends: When thou wast The icy precepts of respect, but follow'd

in thy gilt, and thy perfumc, they mocked thee for The sugar'd game before thee. But myself, too much curiosity;' in thy rags thou knowest Who had the world as my confectionary; none, but art despised for the contrary. There's a The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts of medlar for thee, eat it.

T'im. On what I hate, I feed not. At duty, more than I could frame employment ;* Apem. Dost hate a medlar ? That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves

Tim. Ay, though it look like thee. Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush

Apem. An thou hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou Fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare should'st have loved thyself better pow. What man For every storm that blows;'-I, to bear this, didst thou ever know unthrift, that was beloved after That never knew but better, is some burden: his means? Thy nature did commence in sufferance, time Tim. Who, without those means thou talkest of, Haih made thee hard in't. Why should'st thou didst thou ever know beloved ? hate men ?

Apem. Myself. They never flatter'd thee: What hast thou given ? Tim. I understand thee; thou hadst some means If thou wilt curae,-thy father, that poor rag, to keep a dog. Must be thy subject : 'who, in spite, put stuff Apem. What things in the world canst thou To some she-beggar, and compounded thee, nearest compare to thy flatterers ? Poor rogue hereditary. Hence! be gone!

Tim. Women nearest; but men, men are the If thou hadst not been born the worst of men, things themselves. What would'st thou do with Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer.!

the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power? Apem.

Art thou proud yet? Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men. T'im. Ay, that I am not thee.

4 The old copy reads • The passive drugges of it." 1 To have wishes crowned is to have them completed, Drug or drugge, is only a variation of the orthography to be content.

of druge, as appears by Baret's Alvearie. The highest fortunes, if contentless,

5 The cold almonitions of cautious prudence. Re have a wretched being, worse than that of the most ab. ject fortune accompanied by content.

spect is regardful consideration :2 By his breath ineans by his voice, i. e. suffrage.

Reason and respect 3 i. e. from infancy, from the first suathe-hand with

Makes livers pale, and lustihood deject.' which a new-born infant is enveloped. “There is in

Troilus and Cressida. this speech a sullen haughtiness and malignant dignity, 6 i. e. more than I could frame employment for. suitable at once to the lord and the man-hater. The im- 7 "O summer friendship, patience with which he bears to have his luxury re- Whose flatt'ring leaves that shadow'd us in our proached by one that never had luxury within his reach, Prosperity, with the least gust drop off is natural and graceful.' Johnson. Ó si sic omnia. In In the autumn of adversity.' the conception and expression of this note (says Mr.

Massinger's Mad of Honour. Pye) we trace the mind and the pen of the author ; a 8 Dryden has quoted two verses of Virgil to show how collection of such notes by Johnson would have been well he could have written satires. Shakspeare has indeed a

chary worthy the critic and the poet. here given a specimen of the same power, by a line bit Johnyon has a passage somewhat resembling ter beyond all bitterness, in which Timon tells Apeman this from a letter written by the unfortunate favourite of tus that he had not virtue enough for the vices which bo Elizabeth, the Earl of Essex, just before his execution. condemns. Dr. Warburton explains rorst by lowest, * I had none but divines to call upon me, to whom I said, which somewhat weakens the sense, and yet leaves it if my ambition could have entered into their narrow sufficiently vigorous. hearts, they would not have been so humble; or if my I have heard Mr. Burke commend the subtlety of dis. delighte had been once tasted by them, they would not crimination with which Shakspeare distinguishes the have been so precise. The rest of this admirable let present character of Timon from that of Ăpemantus, ter is, as Johnson justly observes, too serious and so whom, to vulgar eyes, he would seem to resemble lemn to be inserted here without irreverence.' It was

Johnson. very likely to make a deep impression upon Shak. 9 Curiosity is scrupulous exactness, finical niceness

e's mind. But indeed no one can read it without Baret explaing it picked diligence, Accuratus corporis emotion. Johnson copied his extract from Birch's Me: cultus. "A waiting gentlewoman should flee affection or moirs of Queen Elizabeth, and has erroneously printed curiosity,' (i. e. affectation or overniceness.)-—It some. deceipers for divines.

times means scrupulous anxiety, precision.

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Tim. Would'st thou have thyself fall in the con- | Thy grave-stone daily : make thine epitaph, fusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts? That death in me at others' lives may laugh! Apem. Ay, Timon.

O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant

(Looking on the gold. thee to attain to! If thou wert the lion, the fox 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler would beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the fox oc Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the lion would Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer, suspect thee, when, peradventure, thou wert ac- Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow cused by the ass: if ihou wert the ass, thy dulness That lies on Dian's lap!' thon visible god, would iorment thee; and still thou livedst but as a That solder’st close impossibilities, breakfast to the wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with every greediness would afflict thee, and oft thou should'st tongue, hazard thy life for thy dinner: wert thou the uni- To every purpose ! O thou touch' of hearts ! corn, pride and wrath would confound thee, and Think, thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtue make thine own self the conquest of thy fury:' Set them into confounding odds, that beasts wert thou a bear, thou would'st be kill'd by the May have the world in empire ! horse : wert thou a horse, thou would'st be seized Арет.

'Would 'twere so ;by the leopard : wert thou a leopard, thou wert But not till I am dead!—I'll say thou hast gold: german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. were jurors on thy life : all thy safety were remo- Tim.

Throng'd to? tion, and thy defence absence. What beast Apem.

Ay. could'st thou be, that were not subject to a beast ? Tim, Thy back, I pr’ythee. and what a beast art thou already, that seest not Apem.

Live and love thy misery! thy loss in transformation ?

Tim. Long live so, and so die!-I am quit. Apem. If thou could'st please me with speaking

(Exit A PEMANTUS. to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here : The More things like men ?--Eat, Timon, and abhor commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of

them. beasts.

Enter Thieves. Tim. How has the ass bruke the wall, that thou

1 Thief. Where should he have this gold? It is art out of the city?

some poor fragment, some slender ort of his reApem. Yonder comes a poet and a painter: The mainder: The mere want of gold, and the fallingplague of company light upon thee! I will fear to from of his friends, drove him into this melancholy. catch it, and give way: When I know nut what

2 Thief. It is noised, he hath a mass of treasure. else to do, I'll see thee again. Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou care not for’t, he will supply us easily; If he covet

3 Thief. Let us make the assay upon him; if ho shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog, ously reserve it, how shall's get it? than Apemantus.

2 Thief. True; for he bears it not about him, Apem. Thou art the cap* of all the fools alive.

'tis hid. Tim. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit

1 Thief. Is not this he? upon.

Thieves. Where? Apem. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to

2 Thief. 'Tis his description.

3 Thief. He; I know him. Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are

Thieves. Save thee, Timon. pure,

Tim. Now, thieves ? Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou speak'st.

Thieves. Soldiers, not thieves. Tim. If I name thee,

Tim. Both too ; and women's sons. I'll beat thee,—but I should infect my hands.

Thieves. We are not thieves, but men that much Apem. I would, my tongue could rot them off!

do want. Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog!

Tim. Your Choler does kill me, that thou art alive ;

greatest want is, you want much of I swoon to see thee. Apem. 'Would thou would'st burst.

Why should you want? Behold the earth hath Tim.

Away, Within this mile break forth a hundred springs : Thou tedious rogue ! I am sorry, I shall lose

The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips : A stone by thee.

[Throws a stone at him. The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush Apem. Beast !

Lays her full mess before you. Want? why want? Tim. Slave!

1 Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries, Apem.


Rogue, rogue, rogue!
MANTUS Tetreats backward as going.

As beasts, and birds, and fishes.

Tim. Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, and I am sick of this false world; and will love nought

fishes. But even the mere necessities upon it.

You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con, Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; That you are thieves profess'd; that you work not Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat In holier shapes : for there is boundless theft come from striking his horn into a tree in his furious Theobald proposed "you want much of meet;»i. e. much

1 Alluding to the unicorn's being sometimes over. In limited to professions. Rascal thieves, pursuit of an enemy See Gesner's History of Animals, of what you ought to be, much of the qualities befitting and Julius Cæsar, Act ii. Sc. 1.

Steevens says, perhaps we 2 This seems to imply that the lion "bears, like the you as human creatures. Turk, no brother near the throne.

should read :3 Both Steevens and Malone are wrong in their es. Your greatest want is that you expect supplies from me,

Your greatest want is, you want much of me.' planation of remotion here ; which is neither removing of whom you can reasonably expect nothing. Your from place to place,' nor' remoteness;' but "removing necessities are indeed desperate, when you apply to one away, removing afar off. Remotio.' 4 1. e. the top, the principal.

in my situation. Dr. Farmer would point the passage 5 See Act iii. Sc. 4.

differently, thus: 6 Warburton remarks that the imagery here is ex.

"Your greatest want is, you want much. Of meat quisitely beautiful and sublime.

Why should you want,' &c. 7 Touch for touchstone :-

10 Limited professions are allowed professions. Thus

in Macbeth : O Buckingham, now do I play the touch,

I'll make so bold to call, for 'tis my limited service.' To try if thou best current gold.'

I will request the reader to correct my explanation of li8 The old copy reais, 'Enter the Banditti.'

mited in Macbeth, where I have unintentionally allowed 0 The old copy reads :

the old glossarial explanation to stand, which interprete "Your greatest want is, you want much of meat.' it appointed.



roots :

Here's gold: Go, sóck the subtle blood of the grape Tim. What, dost thou weep?--Como nearer ;Till the high fever seethe your blood to froth,

then I love thec, And so 'scape hanging : Trust not the physician; Because thou art a woman, and disclaim'st His antidotes are poison, and he slays

Flinty mankind; whose eyes do never givo,' More than you rob: také wealth and lives together; But thorough lust and laughter. Pity's sleeping; Do villany, do, since you profess to do't,

Strange times, that weep with laughing, not with Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery:

weeping! The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Flav. I beg of you to know me, good my lord, Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, To accept my grief, and, whilst this poor wealth lasts, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun : To entertain me as your steward still. The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves Tim. Had I a steward so true, so just, and now The moon into salt tears :' the earth's a thief, So comfortable? It almost turns That feeds and breeds by a composture stol'n My dangerous mature mild." Let me behold From goneral excrement : each thing's a thief; Thy face.-Surely this man was born of woman.-The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Forgive my general and exceptless rashness, Have uncheck'd theft. Love not yourselves : away; You perpetual-sober gods! I'do proclaim Rob one another. There's more gold : Cut throats; One honest man, mistake me not, --but one: All that you meet are thieves : To Athens, go, No more, I pray,--and he is a steward. Break open shops ; for nothing can you steal, How fain would I have hated all mankind, But thieves do lose it: Steal not less, for this And thou redeem'st thyself: But all, save thos, I give you ; and gold confound you howsoever! I fell with curses. Amen.

(Timon retires to his Cave. Methinks thou art more honest now, than wieo 3 Thief. He has almost charmed me from 'my For, by opprossing and betraying me, profession, by persuading me to it.

'Thou mighi'st have sooner got another service,g*! I Thief.' ”fis in the nialice of mankind, that he For many so arrive at second masters, thus advises us; not to have us thrive in our mys- Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me true lery.

(For I must ever doubt, though ne'er so sure,) Thief. I'll bolioyo him as an enemy, and give is not thy kindness subile, covetous, over my trade.

If notá a usuring kindness; and as rich mon deal I Thief. Let us first sce poaco in Athens : Thoro

gifts, in no timo so miserable, bui a man may be true." Exprcting in return twenty for one ?

(Ereunt Thieves. Flav. No, my most worthy master, in whoso Enter FLAVIUS.

breast Flav. O you gods!

Doubt and suspect, alas, are plac'd too lato Is yon despis'd and ruinous man my lord ?

You should have féar'd false inmes, when you did

feast : Full of decay and failing? O monument And wonder of good deeds evilly bestow'd!

Suspect still comes where an estate is least. What an alteration of honour" has

That which I show, heaven knows, is merely love, Desperate want made !

Duty and zcal to your unmatched mind, What viler thing upon the earth, than friends,

Care of your food and living: and, believe it, Who can bring noblest minds to basest ends!

My most honour'd lord, How rarelys does it meet with this time's guiso,

For any benefit that points to me, When man was wish'da to love his enemies :

Either in hopo, or present, I'd exchange Grant, I may ever love, and rather woo

For this one wish, That you had power and wealth Those that would mischief me, than those that do! To requite me, by making rich yourself. Ho has caught me in his eye: I will present

Tim. Look thee, 'tis so !—Thou singly honest My honest grief unto him; and, as my lord,

man, Shall serve him with my life. -My dearest master: Here, tako :-the gods out of my misery

Have sent thee treasure. Go, live rich, and happy: TIMON comes forward from his Cave.

But thus condition'd; Thou shalt build from men Tim. Away! what art thou ?

Hate all, curse all : show charity to none; Flav.

Have you forgot mo, sir ? But let the famish'd Hesh slide from the bono, Tim. Why dost ask that? I have forgot all men; Ere thou relieve the beggar: give to dogs Then, if thou grant'st thou’rt a man, I have forgot What thou deny'st to men ; let prisons swallow them, thee.

Debts wither them to nothing : Be meir liko blasted Flw. An honest poor servant of yours.

woods, Tim.


And may diseases lick up their falso bloods ! I know theo not: I ne'er had honest man

And so farewell, and thrive. About me, I ; all that I kept were knaves,


0, let me stay,

1 To serve in meat to villains.

And comfort you, my master.
The gods are witness, Tim.

If thou hat'st
Ne'er did poor steward wear a truer grief

Curses, stay not ; fly whilst thou'rt bloss'd and frec: For his undone lord, than mine eyes for you.

Ne'er seo thou man, and let me ne'er see thee. I The moon is called the moist star in Hamlet, and

(Eseunit severally. the poet in the last scene of The Tempest has shown that he was acquainted with her influence on the tides. enemics I will defend myself, is a sufficient comment The watery beams of the moon are spoken of in Romco on this passage. and Juliet. The sea is therefore said to resolve her into 7 To give is so yiell, to give way to tears sall tears, in allusion to the flow of the lives, and per. $ The old copy reads : haps of her influence upon the weather, which she is

It almost turng said to govern. There is an allusion to the lachrymose

My dangerous nature wild.' nature of the planet in the following apposite passage in the emendation is Warburton's. Timon's dangerous King Richard I:

nature is his savage wilung88, a species of frenzy in. • That I, being govern'd by the watry moon, duced by the basences and ingratitude of the world. It May bring forth plenteous tears to drown the world." would be idle to lalk of turning a dangerous nature 2 i. c. compost, inanure.

wild;' the kindness and fidelity of Timon's steward was 8. There is no hour in a man's lise so wretched but more likely to soften and compose him; and he does he always has it in his power to become true, i. e. honest.' indeed show himself more mild and gentle w Flavius in

4 An alteration of honour, is an alteration of an consequence, being inoved by the tears of his affectionhonourable state to a state of disgrace.

6 How rarely, i.e. how culmirably. So in Much Ado 9 I think with Mr. Tyrwhitt that If not has slippeul About Nothing, Act iii. Sc. 1, ' how rarely featur'd.' in here by an error of the compositor, caught from the

6 j. e. desired. Friends and enemics here mean is not of the preceding line. Both sense and metre those who profess friendship and professchnity. The would be belter without it. proverb 'Delend me from my friends, and ifom my 10 i. c. away from human habitation


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What! to you! SCENE I. The same. Before Timon's Cave.- Whose starlike nobleness gavo life and influence Enter Poet and Painter ;' 'Timon behind, unseen. To their whole being! I'm rapt, and cannot covet

Pain. As I took note of the place, it cannot be The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude far where he abides.

With any size of words. Pock. What's to be thought of him? Does the

Tim. Let it go naked, men may see't the better: rumour hold for frue, that he is so full of gold ?

You, that are honest, by being what you are, Puin. Certain; Alcibiades reporis it; Phrynia Make them best seen, and known. and Timandra had gold of him: he likewise enriched


He, and myself, poor straggling soldiers with great quantity: 'Tis Have travell'd in the great shower of your gifts, said, lue gave unto his steward a mighty sum.

And sweetly felt it. Poet. I'hen this breaking of his has been but a


Aye, you are honest men. try for bis friends.

Pain. We are hither come to offer you our serPain. Nothing else ; you shall sce him a palm in

vice. Athens again, and flourish with the highest. There

Tin. Most honest men! Why, how shall I reforc, 'lis not amiss, we tender our loves to him, in

quite you? this supposed distress of his : it will show honestly can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no. in us, and is very likely to load our purposes with

Bolk. What we can do, we'll do, lo do you service. what they travel for, if it be a just and true report

Tim. You are honest inen : You have heard that that yoes of his having.

I have gold : Poet. What have you now to present unto him? I am sure you have: speak truth; you are honest

Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: only I will promise him an excellent piece.

Pain. So it is said, my noble lord: but thereforo Poet. I must serve him so too; iell him of an Came not my friend, nor I. intent that's coming toward himn.

Tim. Good honest men :--Thou draw'st a counPain. Good as the best, Promising is the very Best in all Athens: thou art, indeed, the best;

terfeit air o' the time : il opens the eyes of expectation; performance is ever tho duller for his act; and, but Thou counterfeit'st most lively.

Pain. in the plainer and simpler kind of people, the deed

lord. of saying is quite out of use. To promise is most

Tim. Even so, sir, as I say :- And for thy ficcourily and fashionable: performance is a kind of


[To the Poet. will or testament, which argues a great sickness in Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and his judgment that makes it.

smooth, Tim. Excellent workman! Thou canst not paint That thou art even natural in thine art.a man so bad as is thyself.

But, for all this, my honest natur'd friends, Poet. I am thinking, what I shall say I have I must needs say you have a little fault: provided for him: It must be a personating: of Marry, 'uis not monstrous in you; neither wish I," himself: a salire against the softness of prosperity; You take much paing to mend. with a discovery of the infinite flatteries, thai follow


Bescech your honour, youth and opulency.

To make it known to us. Tim. Must thou needs stand for a villain in thine


You'll take it ill. own work ? Wilt thou whip thine own faults in other

Both. Most thankfully, my lord. men? Do so, I have gold for thee.


indeed ? *, Podl. Nay, let's seek him:

Both. Doubt it not, worthy lord. Then do we sin against our own estate,

Tim. There's ne'er a one of you but trusts a When we may profit meet, and come too late.

knave, Pain. True;

That mightily deceives you. When the day serves, before black-corner'd night,


Do we, my Jord? Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd light.

Tim. Ay, and you hear him cog, scc him dissomCome.

ble, Tim. !'ll meet you at the turn. What a god's gold, Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him, That he is worship'd in a baser temple,

Keep in your bosom: yet remain assur'd,

t' Than where swine feed!

Thai he's a made-up villain. 'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark, and plough’st the

Pain. I know none such, my lord, fuam;


Nor I. Settlest admired reverence in a slave :

T'im. Look you, I love you well; I'll give you To thee be worship! and thy saints for ayo

gold, Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone obcy!

Rid me these villains from your companies : 'Fit I do meet them.

(Advancing. Hang them, or stab them, drown them in a draught,' Poet. Hail, worthy Timon !

Confound them by some course, and come to me, Pain.

Our late noblo master. I'll give you gold enough. Tim. Have I onco liv'd to see two honost men ? Both. Name them, my lord, let's know them.

Tim. You that way, and you this, but two in Having often of your opon bounty tasted,

company : Hearing you were retir'd, your friends fall'n off, Each man apari, all single and alone, Whose thankless natures-0 abhorred spirits !

4 ' Bluck.corner'd night. Many conjectures bavo 1 The poet and painter were within view when Ape. been offered about this passage, which appears to me a mantus parted from Timon; they must therefore be corruption of the text. Some have proposed to read supposed to have been wandering about the woods in black-coned, alluding to the conical form of the earth's search of Timon's cave, and to have heard in the interim shallow; others blackcround, and bluck.cover'd. the particulars of Timon's bounty to the thieves and the appears to me that it should be black.curtain'd. We steward. ' But (as Malone observea) Shakypeare was have the blanket of the dark,' in Macbeth, Night's not attentive to these minute particulars, and if he and black manlle,' in the Third Part of King Henry VI. and the audience knew these circumstances, he would not the First Part of the same drama:scruple to attribute the knowledge in persons who per

- nighi is fled, haps had not yet an opportunity of acquiring it.'

Whose pitchy mnile overveild the earth. The doing of that we have said we would do. Thus I cannve think with Steevens that 'Night as obscure as in Hamlet :

a dark corner,' is meant. • As he in his peculiar act and forco

5 li should be remembered that a portrait was called May give his saying derd.'

& counterfeil. 3 Personaling for representing simply. The subject 6 1. c. complete, a finished villain. of this projocied satiro was Timon's caso, not his person. 7 i. e. a jakes

Will you,

Poel. Sir,


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