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Apem. Where would'st thou send it ?
Tim. To sauce thy dishes.

Apem. The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the extremity of both ends : When thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much curiosity ; ? in thy rags thou knowest none, but art despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for thee, eat it.

Tim. On what I hate, I feed not.
Apem. Dost hate a medlar?
Tim, Ay, though it look like thee,

Apem. An thou had'st hated medlers sooner, thou should'st have loved thyself better now. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was beloved after his means?

Tim. Who, without those means thou talkest of, didst thou ever know beloved ?

Apem. Myself.

Tim. I understand thee; thou hadst some means to keep a dog.

Apem. What things in the world canst thou nearest compare to thy flatterers ?

Tim. Women nearest; but men, men are the things themselves. What would'st thou do with the world, Apemantus, if it lay in thy power ?

Apem. Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men.

Tim. Would'st thou have thyself fall in the confusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts?

Apem. Ay, Timon.

Tim. A beastly ambition, which the gods grant thee to attain to! If thou wert the lion, the fox would

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beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the fox would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the lion would suspect thee, when, peradventure, thou wert accused by the ass: if thou wert the ass, thy dulness would torment thee: and still thou livedst but as a breakfast the wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy greediness would afflict thee, and oft thou shouldst hazard thy life for thy dinner: wert thou the unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee, and make thine own self the conquest of thy fury: wert thou a bear thou would'st be killed by the horse; wert thou a horse, thou would'st be seized by the leopard; wert thou a leopard, thou wert german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred were jurors on thy life; all thy safety were remotion ;3 and thy defence, absence. What beast could'st thou be, that were not subject to a beast ? and what a beast art thou already, that seest not thy loss in transformation ?

Apem. If thou could'st please me with speaking to me, thou might'st have hit upon it here: The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts.

Tim. How has the ass broke the wall, that thou art out of the city?

Apem. Yonder comes a poet, and a painter : The plague of company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it, and give way: When I know not what else to do, I'll see thee again.

Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog, than Apemantus.

3 Remoteness, the being placed at a distance from the lion.

Apem. Thou art the cap 4 of all the fools alive.
Tim. 'Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon.
Apen. A plague on thee, thou art too bad to curse.
Tim. All villains, that do stand by thee, are pure.
Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou speak’st,

Tim. If I name thee.
I'll beat thee, but I should infect

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hands. Apem. I would, my tongue could rot them off!

Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog!
Choler does kill me, that thou art alive;
I swoon to see thee,
Арет. .

'Would thou would'st burst! Tim.

Away, Thou tedious rogue! I am sorry, I shall lose A stone by thee.

[Throws a stone at him, Apem.. Beast! Tim.

Slave ! Apem,

Toad! Tim,

Rogue, rogue, rogue! [APEMANTUS retreats backward, as going, I am sick of this false world; and will love nought But even the mere necessities upon it. Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph, That death in me at others' lives may laugh. O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce

[Looking on the gold, 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer,

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Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow
That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god,
That solder'st close impossibilities,
And mak’st them kiss! that speak'st with every

tongue,
To every purpose! O thou touch 5 of hearts !
Think, thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtue
Set them into confounding odds, that beasts
May have the world in empire !
Apem.

'Would 'twere so ;-
But not till I am dead !--I'll say, thou hast gold :
Thou will be throng'd to shortly.
Tim.

Throng'd to ? Apem.

Ay. Tim. Thy back, I pry'thee. Apem.

Live, and love thy misery! Tim. Long live so, and so die !-- I am quit.

[Exit APEMANTUS. More things like men ?-Eat, Timon, and abhor them.

Enter Thieves. i Thief. Where should he have this gold? It is some poor fragment, some slender ort of his remainder : The mere want of gold, and the falling-from of his friends, drove him into this melancholy. 2 Thief. It is noised, he hath a mass of treasure.

3 Thief. Let us make the assay upon him; if he care not for't, he will supply us easily; If he covets ously reserve it, how shall's get it?

2 Thief. True ; for he bears it not about him, 'tis hid.

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i Thief. Is not this he? Thieves. Where? 2 Thief. 'Tis his description. 3 Thief. He; I know him. Thieves. Save thee, Timon. Tim. Now, thieves? Thieves. Soldiers, not thieves. Tim. Both too; and women's sons, Thieves. We are not thieves, but men that much

do want. Tim. Your greatest want is, you want much of

meat, Why should you want? Behold, the earth hath roots ; Within this mile break forth a hundred springs: The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips ; The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush Lays her full mess before you. Want? why want?

i Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries, water, As beasts, and birds, and fishes.

Tim. Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, and

fishes;

You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con,
That you are thieves profess'd ; that you work not
In holier shapes : for there is boundless theft
Įp limited professions. Rascal thieves,
Here's gold: Go, suck the subtle blood of the grape,
Till the high fever seeth your blood to froth,
And so 'scape hanging : trust not the physician;
His antidotes are poison, and he slays
More than you rob: take wealth and lives together;
Do villainy, do, since you profess to do't,

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