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ACT V.
Scene I. The woods. Before Timon's cave.[2644]
Enter Poet and Painter; Timon watching them from his cave.[2645]
Poet. What's to be thought of him? does the rumour[2648]
hold for true, that he's so full of gold?[2648]
hold for true, that he's so full of gold?[2648]
Pain. Certain: Alcibiades reports it; Phrynia and Timandra[2648][2649]5
had gold of him: he likewise enriched poor straggling[2648]
soldiers with great quantity: 'tis said he gave unto[2648]
his steward a mighty sum.[2648]
had gold of him: he likewise enriched poor straggling[2648]
soldiers with great quantity: 'tis said he gave unto[2648]
his steward a mighty sum.[2648]
Pain. Nothing else: you shall see him a palm in Athens[2648]
again, and flourish with the highest. Therefore 'tis not amiss[2648]
we tender our loves to him in this supposed distress of his:[2648]
it will show honestly in us, and is very likely to load our[2648]
purposes with what they travail for, if it be a just and true[2648][2651]15
report that goes of his having.[2648]
again, and flourish with the highest. Therefore 'tis not amiss[2648]
we tender our loves to him in this supposed distress of his:[2648]
it will show honestly in us, and is very likely to load our[2648]
purposes with what they travail for, if it be a just and true[2648][2651]15
report that goes of his having.[2648]
Poet. What have you now to present unto him?[2648]
Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: only I[2648]
will promise him an excellent piece.[2648]
will promise him an excellent piece.[2648]
Pain. Good as the best. Promising is the very air o' the[2648][2652]
time: it opens the eyes of expectation: performance is ever[2648]
the duller for his act; and, but in the plainer and simpler[2648]
kind of people, the deed of saying is quite out of use. To[2648][2653]25
promise is most courtly and fashionable: performance is a[2648]
kind of will or testament which argues a great sickness in[2648]
his judgement that makes it.[2648][2654]
time: it opens the eyes of expectation: performance is ever[2648]
the duller for his act; and, but in the plainer and simpler[2648]
kind of people, the deed of saying is quite out of use. To[2648][2653]25
promise is most courtly and fashionable: performance is a[2648]
kind of will or testament which argues a great sickness in[2648]
his judgement that makes it.[2648][2654]
[Timon comes from his cave, behind.
Tim. [Aside] Excellent workman! thou canst not[2648]
paint a man so bad as is thyself.[2648][2655] 30
paint a man so bad as is thyself.[2648][2655] 30
Poet. I am thinking what I shall say I have provided[2648]
for him: it must be a personating of himself; a satire against[2648]
the softness of prosperity, with a discovery of the infinite[2648]
flatteries that follow youth and opulency.[2648]
for him: it must be a personating of himself; a satire against[2648]
the softness of prosperity, with a discovery of the infinite[2648]
flatteries that follow youth and opulency.[2648]
Tim. [Aside] Must thou needs stand for a villain in[2648]35
thine own work? wilt thou whip thine own faults in other[2648]
men? Do so, I have gold for thee.[2648]
thine own work? wilt thou whip thine own faults in other[2648]
men? Do so, I have gold for thee.[2648]
Poet. Nay, let's seek him:[2656]
Then do we sin against our own estate,[2656]
When we may profit meet, and come too late.[2656] 40
Then do we sin against our own estate,[2656]
When we may profit meet, and come too late.[2656] 40
Pain. True;[2656]
When the day serves, before black-corner'd night,[2656][2657]
Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd light.[2656]
Come.[2656][2658]
When the day serves, before black-corner'd night,[2656][2657]
Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd light.[2656]
Come.[2656][2658]
Tim. [Aside] I'll meet you at the turn. What a god's gold,[2659]45
That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple[2659][2660]
Than where swine feed![2659][2661]
'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark and plough'st the foam,[2662]
Settlest admired reverence in a slave:
To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye[2663][2664] 50
Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone obey![2664]
Fit I meet them.[2665] [Coming forward.
That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple[2659][2660]
Than where swine feed![2659][2661]
'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark and plough'st the foam,[2662]
Settlest admired reverence in a slave:
To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye[2663][2664] 50
Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone obey![2664]
Fit I meet them.[2665] [Coming forward.
Poet. Hail, worthy Timon!
Pain. Our late noble master!
Tim. Have I once lived to see two honest men?[2666]
Poet. Sir, 55
Having often of your open bounty tasted,[2667]
Hearing you were retired, your friends fall'n off,
Whose thankless natures—O abhorred spirits!—[2668]
Not all the whips of heaven are large enough—[2669]
What! to you,[2670] 60
Whose star-like nobleness gave life and influence
To their whole being! I am rapt, and cannot cover[2671][2672]
The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude[2672]
With any size of words.
Having often of your open bounty tasted,[2667]
Hearing you were retired, your friends fall'n off,
Whose thankless natures—O abhorred spirits!—[2668]
Not all the whips of heaven are large enough—[2669]
What! to you,[2670] 60
Whose star-like nobleness gave life and influence
To their whole being! I am rapt, and cannot cover[2671][2672]
The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude[2672]
With any size of words.
Tim. Let it go naked, men may see't the better:[2673] 65
You that are honest, by being what you are,
Make them best seen and known.[2674]
You that are honest, by being what you are,
Make them best seen and known.[2674]
Tim. Ay, you are honest men.[2676]
Pain. We are hither come to offer you our service.[2677] 70
Tim. Most honest men! Why, how shall I requite you?[2678]
Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no.
Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no.
Both. What we can do, we'll do, to do you service.[2679]
Tim. Ye're honest men: ye've heard that I have gold;[2679][2680]
I am sure you have: speak truth; ye're honest men.[2681] 75
I am sure you have: speak truth; ye're honest men.[2681] 75
Pain. So it is said, my noble lord: but therefore
Came not my friend nor I.[2682]
Came not my friend nor I.[2682]
Tim. Good honest men! Thou draw'st a counterfeit[2683]
Best in all Athens: thou'rt indeed the best;[2684]
Thou counterfeit'st most lively.
Best in all Athens: thou'rt indeed the best;[2684]
Thou counterfeit'st most lively.
Pain. So, so, my lord. 80
Tim. E'en so, sir, as I say. And, for thy fiction,[2685]
Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and smooth
That thou art even natural in thine art.
But, for all this, my honest-natured friends,[2686]
I must needs say you have a little fault: 85
Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish I[2687]
You take much pains to mend.
Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and smooth
That thou art even natural in thine art.
But, for all this, my honest-natured friends,[2686]
I must needs say you have a little fault: 85
Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish I[2687]
You take much pains to mend.
Both. Beseech your honour
To make it known to us.
To make it known to us.
Tim. You'll take it ill.
Tim. Will you, indeed?
Both. Doubt it not, worthy lord. 90
Tim. There's never a one of you but trusts a knave[2688]
That mightily deceives you.
That mightily deceives you.
Both. Do we, my lord?
Tim. Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dissemble,[2689]
Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him,[2690]
Keep in your bosom: yet remain assured[2691] 95
That he's a made-up villain.
Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him,[2690]
Keep in your bosom: yet remain assured[2691] 95
That he's a made-up villain.
Pain. I know none such, my lord.
Poet. Nor I.[2692]
Tim. Look you, I love you well; I'll give you gold,[2693]
Rid me these villains from your companies:
Hang them or stab them, drown them in a draught,[2694] 100
Confound them by some course, and come to me,
I'll give you gold enough.
Rid me these villains from your companies:
Hang them or stab them, drown them in a draught,[2694] 100
Confound them by some course, and come to me,
I'll give you gold enough.
Both. Name them, my lord, let's know them.
Tim. You that way, and you this, but two in company:[2695]
Each man apart, all single and alone,[2696] 105
Yet an arch-villain keeps him company.
If, where thou art, two villains shall not be,[2697]
Come not near him. If thou wouldst not reside[2698]
But where one villain is, then him abandon.
Hence, pack! there's gold; you came for gold, ye slaves:[2699] 110
[To Painter] You have work for me, there's payment: hence![2700]
[To Poet] You are an alchemist, make gold of that:
Out, rascal dogs! [Beats them out, and then retires into his cave.[2701]
Each man apart, all single and alone,[2696] 105
Yet an arch-villain keeps him company.
If, where thou art, two villains shall not be,[2697]
Come not near him. If thou wouldst not reside[2698]
But where one villain is, then him abandon.
Hence, pack! there's gold; you came for gold, ye slaves:[2699] 110
[To Painter] You have work for me, there's payment: hence![2700]
[To Poet] You are an alchemist, make gold of that:
Out, rascal dogs! [Beats them out, and then retires into his cave.[2701]
Enter Flavius and two Senators.
Flav. It is in vain that you would speak with Timon;[2702]
For he is set so only to himself 115
That nothing but himself which looks like man
Is friendly with him.
For he is set so only to himself 115
That nothing but himself which looks like man
Is friendly with him.
First Sen. Bring us to his cave:
It is our part and promise to the Athenians[2703]
To speak with Timon.
It is our part and promise to the Athenians[2703]
To speak with Timon.
Sec. Sen. At all times alike
Men are not still the same: 'twas time and griefs 120
That framed him thus: time, with his fairer hand,
Offering the fortunes of his former days,
The former man may make him. Bring us to him,
And chance it as it may.[2704]
Men are not still the same: 'twas time and griefs 120
That framed him thus: time, with his fairer hand,
Offering the fortunes of his former days,
The former man may make him. Bring us to him,
And chance it as it may.[2704]
Timon comes from his cave.
Tim. Thou sun, that comfort'st, burn! Speak, and be hang'd:[2707]
For each true word, a blister! and each false 130
Be as a cauterizing to the root o' the tongue,[2708]
Consuming it with speaking!
For each true word, a blister! and each false 130
Be as a cauterizing to the root o' the tongue,[2708]
Consuming it with speaking!
First Sen. Worthy Timon,—
Tim. Of none but such as you, and you of Timon.[2709]
First Sen. The senators of Athens greet thee, Timon.
Tim. I thank them, and would send them back the plague,[2710]135
Could I but catch it for them.
Could I but catch it for them.
First Sen. O, forget
What we are sorry for ourselves in thee.
The senators with one consent of love
Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought
On special dignities, which vacant lie 140
For thy best use and wearing.
What we are sorry for ourselves in thee.
The senators with one consent of love
Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought
On special dignities, which vacant lie 140
For thy best use and wearing.
Sec. Sen. They confess
Toward thee forgetfulness too general, gross:[2711]
Which now the public body, which doth seldom[2712]
Play the recanter, feeling in itself
A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal[2713] 145
Of its own fail, restraining aid to Timon;[2714]
And send forth us, to make their sorrowed render.[2715]
Together with a recompense more fruitful[2716]
Than their offence can weigh down by the dram;[2717][2718]
Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and wealth,[2718] 150
As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were theirs,[2718]
And write in thee the figures of their love,[2719]
Ever to read them thine.
Toward thee forgetfulness too general, gross:[2711]
Which now the public body, which doth seldom[2712]
Play the recanter, feeling in itself
A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal[2713] 145
Of its own fail, restraining aid to Timon;[2714]
And send forth us, to make their sorrowed render.[2715]
Together with a recompense more fruitful[2716]
Than their offence can weigh down by the dram;[2717][2718]
Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and wealth,[2718] 150
As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were theirs,[2718]
And write in thee the figures of their love,[2719]
Ever to read them thine.
Tim. You witch me in it,
Surprise me to the very brink of tears:
Lend me a fool's heart and a woman's eyes, 155
And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators.
Surprise me to the very brink of tears:
Lend me a fool's heart and a woman's eyes, 155
And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators.
First Sen. Therefore, so please thee to return with us,
And of our Athens, thine and ours, to take
The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks,
Allow'd with absolute power, and thy good name[2720] 160
Live with authority: so soon we shall drive back[2721]
Of Alcibiades the approaches wild;[2722]
Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up
His country's peace.
And of our Athens, thine and ours, to take
The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks,
Allow'd with absolute power, and thy good name[2720] 160
Live with authority: so soon we shall drive back[2721]
Of Alcibiades the approaches wild;[2722]
Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up
His country's peace.
Sec. Sen. And shakes his threatening sword
Against the walls of Athens.
Against the walls of Athens.
First Sen. Therefore, Timon,—[2723] 165
Tim. Well, sir, I will; therefore, I will, sir; thus:[2724]
If Alcibiades kill my countrymen,
Let Alcibiades know this of Timon,
That Timon cares not. But if he sack fair Athens,[2725]
And take our goodly aged men by the beards, 170
Giving our holy virgins to the stain
Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war;
Then let him know, and tell him Timon speaks it,
In pity of our aged and our youth,
I cannot choose but tell him, that I care not,[2726] 175
And let him take 't at worst; for their knives care not,
While you have throats to answer: for myself,
There's not a whittle in the unruly camp,[2727]
But I do prize it at my love before[2728]
The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I leave you[2729] 180
To the protection of the prosperous gods,[2730]
As thieves to keepers.
If Alcibiades kill my countrymen,
Let Alcibiades know this of Timon,
That Timon cares not. But if he sack fair Athens,[2725]
And take our goodly aged men by the beards, 170
Giving our holy virgins to the stain
Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war;
Then let him know, and tell him Timon speaks it,
In pity of our aged and our youth,
I cannot choose but tell him, that I care not,[2726] 175
And let him take 't at worst; for their knives care not,
While you have throats to answer: for myself,
There's not a whittle in the unruly camp,[2727]
But I do prize it at my love before[2728]
The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I leave you[2729] 180
To the protection of the prosperous gods,[2730]
As thieves to keepers.
Flav. Stay not; all's in vain.
Tim. Why, I was writing of my epitaph;[2731]
It will be seen to-morrow: my long sickness
Of health and living now begins to mend, 185
And nothing brings me all things. Go, live still;
Be Alcibiades your plague, you his,
And last so long enough!
It will be seen to-morrow: my long sickness
Of health and living now begins to mend, 185
And nothing brings me all things. Go, live still;
Be Alcibiades your plague, you his,
And last so long enough!
First Sen. We speak in vain.
Tim. But yet I love my country, and am not
One that rejoices in the common wreck,[2732] 190
As common bruit doth put it.[2733]
One that rejoices in the common wreck,[2732] 190
As common bruit doth put it.[2733]
First Sen. That's well spoke.
Tim. Commend me to my loving countrymen,—[2734]
First Sen. These words become your lips as they pass thorough them.[2735]
Sec. Sen. And enter in our ears like great triumphers
In their applauding gates.
In their applauding gates.
Tim. Commend me to them; 195
And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs,
Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,[2736]
Their pangs of love, with other incident throes[2737]
That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain
In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do them:[2738][2739]200
I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath.[2739][2740]
And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs,
Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,[2736]
Their pangs of love, with other incident throes[2737]
That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain
In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do them:[2738][2739]200
I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath.[2739][2740]
First Sen. I like this well; he will return again.[2741]
Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my close,
That mine own use invites me to cut down,
And shortly must I fell it: tell my friends, 205
Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree[2742]
From high to low throughout, that whoso please
To stop affliction, let him take his haste,[2743]
Come hither ere my tree hath felt the axe,
And hang himself: I pray you, do my greeting. 210
That mine own use invites me to cut down,
And shortly must I fell it: tell my friends, 205
Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree[2742]
From high to low throughout, that whoso please
To stop affliction, let him take his haste,[2743]
Come hither ere my tree hath felt the axe,
And hang himself: I pray you, do my greeting. 210
Flav. Trouble him no further; thus you still shall find him.[2744]
Tim. Come not to me again: but say to Athens,
Timon hath made his everlasting mansion
Upon the beached verge of the salt flood;
Who once a day with his embossed froth[2745] 215
The turbulent surge shall cover: thither come,
And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Lips, let sour words go by and language end:[2746]
What is amiss, plague and infection mend!
Graves only be men's works, and death their gain! 220
Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign.[2747]
Timon hath made his everlasting mansion
Upon the beached verge of the salt flood;
Who once a day with his embossed froth[2745] 215
The turbulent surge shall cover: thither come,
And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Lips, let sour words go by and language end:[2746]
What is amiss, plague and infection mend!
Graves only be men's works, and death their gain! 220
Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign.[2747]
[Retires to his cave.
Sec. Sen. Our hope in him is dead: let us return,
And strain what other means is left unto us 225
In our dear peril.[2751]
And strain what other means is left unto us 225
In our dear peril.[2751]
First Sen. It requires swift foot. [Exeunt.
Scene II. Before the walls of Athens.[2752]
Enter two Senators and a Messenger.[2753]
First Sen. Thou hast painfully discover'd: are his files
As full as thy report?[2754]
As full as thy report?[2754]
Sec. Sen. We stand much hazard, if they bring not Timon. 5
Mess. I met a courier, one mine ancient friend;[2756]
Whom, though in general part we were opposed,[2757]
Yet our old love made a particular force,[2758]
And made us speak like friends: this man was riding[2759]
From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, 10
With letters of entreaty, which imported
His fellowship i' the cause against your city,
In part for his sake moved.[2760]
Whom, though in general part we were opposed,[2757]
Yet our old love made a particular force,[2758]
And made us speak like friends: this man was riding[2759]
From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, 10
With letters of entreaty, which imported
His fellowship i' the cause against your city,
In part for his sake moved.[2760]
First Sen. Here come our brothers.
Enter Senators from Timon.