865Ser. My Lord, my Lord.

866Tim. I will dispatch you seuerally.

867You to Lord Lucius, to Lord Lucullus you, I hunted

868with his Honor to day; you to Sempronius; commend me

869to their loues; and I am proud say, that my occasions

870haue found time to vse 'em toward a supply of mony: let

871the request be fifty Talents.

872Flam. As you haue said, my Lord.

873Stew. Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh.

874Tim. Go you sir to the Senators;

875Of whom, euen to the States best health; I haue

876Deseru'd this Hearing: bid 'em send o'th'instant

877A thousand Talents to me.

878Ste, I haue beene bold

879(For that I knew it the most generall way)

880To them, to vse your Signet, and your Name,

881But they do shake their heads, and I am heere

882No richer in returne.

883Tim. Is't true? Can't be?

884Stew. They answer in a ioynt and corporate voice,

885That now they are at fall, want Treature cannot

886Do what they would, are sorrie: you are Honourable,

887But yet they could haue wisht, they know not,

888Something hath beene amisse; a Noble Nature

889May catch a wrench; would all were well; tis pitty,

890And so intending other serious matters,

891After distastefull lookes; and these hard Fractions

892With certaine halfe-caps, and cold mouing nods,

893They froze me into Silence.

894Tim. You Gods reward them:

895Prythee man looke cheerely. These old Fellowes

896Haue their ingratitude in them Hereditary:

897Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it sildome flowes,

898'Tis lacke of kindely warmth, they are not kinde;

899And Nature, as it growes againe toward earth,

900Is fashion'd for the iourney, dull and heauy.

901Go to Ventiddius (prythee be not sad,

902Thou art true, and honest; Ingeniously I speake,

903No blame belongs to thee:) Ventiddius lately

904Buried his Father, by whose death hee's stepp'd

905Into a great estate: When he was poore,

906Imprison'd, and in scarsitie of Friends,

907I cleer'd him with fiue Talents: Greet him from me,

908Bid him suppose, some good necessity

909Touches his Friend, which craues to be remembred

910With those fiue Talents; that had, giue't these Fellowes

911To whom 'tis instant due. Neu'r speake, or thinke,

912That Timons fortunes 'mong his Friends can sinke.

913Stew. I would I could not thinke it:

914That thought is Bounties Foe;

915Being free it selfe, it thinkes all others so. Exeunt

918Ser. I haue told my Lord of you, he is comming down

919to you.

920Flam. I thanke you Sir.

922Ser. Heere's my Lord.

923Luc. One of Lord Timons men? A Guift I warrant.

924Why this hits right: I dreampt of a Siluer Bason & Ewre

925to night. Flaminius, honest Flaminius, you are verie re-

926spectiuely welcome sir. Fill me some Wine. And how

927does that Honourable, Compleate, Free-hearted Gentle-

928man of Athens, thy very bouutifull good Lord and May-

929ster?

930Flam. His health is well sir.

931Luc. I am right glad that his health is well sir: and

932what hast thou there vnder thy Cloake, pretty Flaminius?

933Flam. Faith, nothing but an empty box Sir, which in

934my Lords behalfe, I come to intreat your Honor to sup-

935ply: who hauing great and instant occasion to vse fiftie

936Talents, hath sent to your Lordship to furnish him: no-

937thing doubting your present assistance therein.

938Luc. La, la, la, la: Nothing doubting sayes hee? Alas

939good Lord, a Noble Gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep

940so good a house. Many a time and often I ha din'd with

941him, and told him on't, and come againe to supper to him

942of purpose, to haue him spend lesse, and yet he wold em-

943brace no counsell, take no warning by my comming, eue-

944ry man has his fault, and honesty is his. I ha told him on't,

945but I could nere get him from't.

947Ser. Please your Lordship, heere is the Wine.

948Luc. Flaminius, I haue noted thee alwayes wise.

949Heere's to thee.

950Flam. Your Lordship speakes your pleasure.

951Luc. I haue obserued thee alwayes for a towardlie

952prompt spirit, giue thee thy due, and one that knowes

953what belongs to reason; and canst vse the time wel, if the

954time vse thee well. Good parts in thee; get you gone sir-

955rah. Draw neerer honest Flaminius. Thy Lords a boun-

956tifull Gentleman, but thou art wise, and thou know'st

957well enough (although thou com'st to me) that this is no

958time to lend money, especially vpon bare friendshippe

959without securitie. Here's three Solidares for thee, good

960 Boy winke at me, and say thou saw'st mee not. Fare thee

961well.

962Flam. Is't possible the world should so much differ,

963And we aliue that liued? Fly damned basenesse

964To him that worships thee.

965Luc. Ha? Now I see thou art a Foole, and fit for thy

966Master. Exit L.

967Flam May these adde to the number y^t may scald thee:

968Let moulten Coine be thy damnation,

969Thou disease of a friend, and not himselfe:

970Has friendship such a faint and milkie heart,

971It turnes in lesse then two nights? O you Gods!

972I feele my Masters passion. This Slaue vnto his Honor,

973Has my Lords meate in him:

974Why should it thriue, and turne to Nutriment,

975When he is turn'd to poyson?

976O may Diseases onely worke vpon't:

977And when he's sicke to death, let not that part of Nature

978Which my Lord payd for, be of any power

979To expell sicknesse, but prolong his hower. Exit.

981Luc. Who the Lord Timon? He is my very good friend

982and an Honourable Gentleman.

9831 We know him for no lesse, thogh we are but stran-

984gers to him. But I can tell you one thing my Lord, and

985which I heare from common rumours, now Lord Timons

986happie howres are done and past, and his estate shrinkes

987from him.

988Lucius. Fye no, doe not beleeue it: hee cannot want

989for money.

9902 But beleeue you this my Lord, that not long agoe,

991one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus, to borrow so

992many Talents, nay vrg'd extreamly for't, and shewed