Timon of Athens (Folio 1, 1623)
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Timon of Athens.¶Luci. How?
9952 I tell you, deny'de my Lord.
¶Gods I am asham'd on't. Denied that honourable man?
¶There was verie little Honour shew'd in't. For my owne
¶like Trifles; nothing comparing to his: yet had hee mi-
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Enter Seruilius.
1005Seruil. See, by good hap yonders my Lord, I haue
¶commend me to thy Honourable vertuous Lord, my ve-
¶ry exquisite Friend.
¶sent---
¶with so many Talents.
¶He cannot want fifty fiue hundred Talents.
¶If his occasion were not vertuous,
¶Purchase the day before for a little part, and vndo a great
¶deale of Honour? Seruilius, now before the Gods I am
¶I would not for the wealth of Athens I had done't now.
¶Commend me bountifully to his good Lordship, and I
1035I haue no power to be kinde. And tell him this from me,
¶words to him?
¶Lucil. Ile looke you out a good turne Seruilius.
¶And he that's once deny'de, will hardly speede.
Exit.
10452 I, to well.
¶Is euery Flatterers sport: who can call him his Friend
1050Timon has bin this Lords Father,
¶And kept his credit with his purse:
¶Supported his estate, nay Timons money
¶Has paid his men their wages. He ne're drinkes,
¶But Timons Siluer treads vpon his Lip,
¶When he lookes out in an vngratefull shape;
¶He does deny him (in respect of his)
¶What charitable men affoord to Beggers.
¶3 Religion grones at it.
¶Nor came any of his bounties ouer me,
¶To marke me for his Friend. Yet I protest,
¶For his right Noble minde, illustrious Vertue,
¶And Honourable Carriage,
¶I would haue put my wealth into Donation,
¶So much I loue his heart: But I perceiue,
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Exeunt.
¶
Enter a third seruant with Sempronius, another
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of Timons Friends.
¶'Boue all others?
1075He might haue tried Lord Lucius, or Lucullus,
¶And now Ventidgius is wealthy too,
¶Owes their estates vnto him.
¶Ser. My Lord,
1080They haue all bin touch'd, and found Base-Mettle,
¶For they haue all denied him.
¶Semp. How? Haue they deny'de him?
¶Has Ventidgius and Lucullus deny'de him,
¶And does he send to me? Three? Humh?
1085It shewes but little loue, or iudgement in him.
¶Thriue, giue him ouer: Must I take th' Cure vpon me?
¶Has much disgrac'd me in't, I'me angry at him,
¶That ere receiued guift from him.
¶And does he thinke so backwardly of me now,
¶That Ile requite it last? No:
1095So it may proue an Argument of Laughter
¶I'de rather then the worth of thrice the summe,
¶I'de such a courage to do him good. But now returne,
1100And with their faint reply, this answer ioyne;
¶Who bates mine Honor, shall not know my Coyne.
Exit
¶diuell knew not what he did, when hee made man Poli-
1105in the end, the Villanies of man will set him cleere. How
¶fairely this Lord striues to appeare foule? Takes Vertu-
¶ous Copies to be wicked: like those, that vnder hotte ar-
¶ture is his politike loue.
1110This was my Lords best hope, now all are fled
¶Saue onely the Gods. Now his Friends are dead,
¶Doores that were ne're acquainted with their Wards
¶Many a bounteous yeere, must be imploy'd
1115And this is all a liberall course allowes,
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Exit.
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Enter Varro's man, meeting others. All Timons Creditors to
Titus
