Timon of Athens (Folio 1, 1623)
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615
Enter a Senator.
¶Which makes it fiue and twenty. Still in motion
¶Of raging waste? It cannot hold, it will not.
620If I want Gold, steale but a beggers Dogge,
¶And giue it Timon, why the Dogge coines Gold.
¶Better then he; why giue my Horse to Timon.
625And able Horses: No Porter at his gate,
¶Caphis I say.
630
Enter Caphis.
¶Importune him for my Moneyes, be not ceast
635Commend me to your Master, and the Cap
¶Playes in the right hand, thus: but tell him,
¶Out of mine owne, his dayes and times are past,
¶And my reliances on his fracted dates
640Haue smit my credit. I loue, and honour him,
¶But must not breake my backe, to heale his finger.
¶Immediate are my needs, and my releefe
¶But finde supply immediate. Get you gone,
¶A visage of demand: for I do feare
¶When euery Feather stickes in his owne wing,
¶Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,
¶Which flashes now a Phoenix, get you gone.
¶Take the Bonds along with you,
¶And haue the dates in. Come.
¶Ca. I will Sir.
