1766Beleeue't that wee'l do any thing for Gold.

1767Tim. Consumptions sowe

1768In hollow bones of man, strike their sharpe shinnes,

1769And marre mens spurring. Cracke the Lawyers voyce,

1770That he may neuer more false Title pleade,

1771Nor sound his Quillets shrilly: Hoare the Flamen,

1772That scold'st against the quality of flesh,

1773And not beleeues himselfe. Downe with the Nose,

1774Downe with it flat, take the Bridge quite away

1775Of him, that his particular to foresee

1776Smels from the generall weale. Make curld' pate Ruffians (bald

1777And let the vnscarr'd Braggerts of the Warre

1778Deriue some paine from you. Plague all,

1779That your Actiuity may defeate and quell

1780The sourse of all Erection. There's more Gold.

1781Do you damne others, and let this damne you,

1782And ditches graue you all.

1783Both. More counsell with more Money, bounteous

1784Timon.

1785Tim. More whore, more Mischeefe first, I haue gi-

1786uen you earnest.

1787Alc. Strike vp the Drum towardes Athens, farewell

1788Timon: if I thriue well, Ile visit thee againe.

1789Tim. If I hope well, Ile neuer see thee more.

1790Alc. I neuer did thee harme.

1791Tim. Yes, thou spok'st well of me.

1792Alc. Call'st thou that harme?

1793Tim. Men dayly finde it. Get thee away,

1794And take thy Beagles with thee.

1795Alc. We but offend him, strike. Exeunt.

1796Tim. That Nature being sicke of mans vnkindnesse

1797Should yet be hungry: Common Mother, thou

1798Whose wombe vnmeasureable, and infinite brest

1799Teemes and feeds all: whose selfesame Mettle

1800Whereof thy proud Childe (arrogant man) is puft,

1801Engenders the blacke Toad, and Adder blew,

1802The gilded Newt, and eyelesse venom'd Worme,

1803With all th'abhorred Births below Crispe Heauen,

1804Whereon Hyperions quickning fire doth shine:

1805Yeeld him, who all the humane Sonnes do hate,

1806From foorth thy plenteous bosome, one poore roote:

1807Enseare thy Fertile and Conceptious wombe,

1808Let it no more bring out ingratefull man.

1809Goe great with Tygers, Dragons, Wolues, and Beares,

1810Teeme with new Monsters, whom thy vpward face

1811Hath to the Marbled Mansion all aboue

1812Neuer presented. O, a Root, deare thankes:

1813Dry vp thy Marrowes, Vines, and Plough-torne Leas,

1814Whereof ingratefull man with Licourish draughts

1815And Morsels Vnctious, greases his pure minde,

1816That from it all Consideration slippes---

1818More man? Plague, plague.

1819Ape. I was directed hither. Men report,

1820Thou dost affect my Manners, and dost vse them.

1821Tim. 'Tis then, because thou dost not keepe a dogge

1822Whom I would imitate. Consumption catch thee.

1823Ape. This is in thee a Nature but infected,

1824A poore vnmanly Melancholly sprung

1825From change of future. Why this Spade? this place?

1826This Slaue-like Habit, and these lookes of Care?

1827Thy Flatterers yet weare Silke, drinke Wine, lye soft,

1828Hugge their diseas'd Perfumes, and haue forgot

1829That euer Timon was. Shame not these Woods,

1830By putting on the cunning of a Carper.

1831Be thou a Flatterer now, and seeke to thriue

1832By that which ha's vndone thee; hindge thy knee,

1833And let his very breath whom thou'lt obserue

1834Blow off thy Cap: praise his most vicious straine,

1835And call it excellent: thou wast told thus:

1836Thou gau'st thine eares (like Tapsters, that bad welcom)

1837To Knaues, and all approachers: 'Tis most iust

1838That thou turne Rascall, had'st thou wealth againe,

1839Rascals should haue't. Do not assume my likenesse.

1840Tim. Were I like thee, I'de throw away my selfe.

1841Ape. Thou hast cast away thy selfe, being like thy self

1842A Madman so long, now a Foole: what think'st

1843That the bleake ayre, thy boysterous Chamberlaine

1844Will put thy shirt on warme? Will these moyst Trees,

1845That haue out-liu'd the Eagle, page thy heeles

1846And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold brooke

1847Candied with Ice, Cawdle thy Morning taste

1848To cure thy o're-nights surfet? Call the Creatures,

1849Whose naked Natures liue in all the spight

1850Of wrekefull Heauen, whose bare vnhoused Trunkes,

1851To the conflicting Elements expos'd

1852Answer meere Nature: bid them flatter thee.

1853O thou shalt finde.

1854Tim. A Foole of thee: depart.

1855Ape. I loue thee better now, then ere I did.

1856Tim. I hate thee worse.

1857Ape. Why?

1858Tim. Thou flatter'st misery.

1859Ape. I flatter not, but say thou art a Caytiffe.

1860Tim. Why do'st thou seeke me out?

1861Ape. To vex thee.

1862Tim. Alwayes a Villaines Office, or a Fooles.

1863Dost please thy selfe in't?

1864Ape. I.

1865Tim. What, a Knaue too?

1866Ape. If thou did'st put this sowre cold habit on

1867To castigate thy pride, 'twere well: but thou

1868Dost it enforcedly: Thou'dst Courtier be againe

1869Wert thou not Beggar: willing misery

1870Out-liues: incertaine pompe, is crown'd before:

1871The one is filling still, neuer compleat:

1872The other, at high wish: best state Contentlesse,

1873Hath a distracted and most wretched being,

1874Worse then the worst, Content.

1875Thou should'st desire to dye, being miserable.

1876Tim. Not by his breath, that is more miserable.

1877Thou art a Slaue, whom Fortunes tender arme

1878With fauour neuer claspt: but bred a Dogge.

1879Had'st thou like vs from our first swath proceeded,

1880The sweet degrees that this breefe world affords,

1881To such as may the passiue drugges of it

1882Freely command'st: thou would'st haue plung'd thy self

1883In generall Riot, melted downe thy youth

1884In different beds of Lust, and neuer learn'd

1885The Icie precepts of respect, but followed

1886The Sugred game before thee. But my selfe,

1887Who had the world as my Confectionarie,

1888The mouthes, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts of men,

1889At duty more then I could frame employment;

1890That numberlesse vpon me stucke, as leaues

1891Do on the Oake, haue with one Winters brush

1892Fell from their boughes, and left me open, bare,

1893For euery storme that blowes. I to beare this,

1894That neuer knew but better, is some burthen:

1895Thy Nature, did commence in sufferance, Time

1896Hath made thee hard in't. Why should'st y^u hate Men?

1897They neuer flatter'd thee. What hast thou giuen?