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- $Unique_ID{SSP1560}
- $Title{Timon of Athens: Act III, Scene VI}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01550.TXT}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
-
- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
-
- TIMON OF ATHENS
-
-
- ACT III
- ................................................................................
-
-
- SCENE VI: The same. A banqueting-room in Timon's house.
- . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-
- {Music. Tables set out: Servants attending.
- Enter divers Lords, Senators and others, at
- several doors.}
-
- First Lord: The good time of day to you, sir.
-
- Second Lord: I also wish it to you. I think this honorable lord
- did but try us this other day.
-
- First Lord: Upon that were my thoughts tiring, when we
- encountered: I hope it is not so low with him as
- he made it seem in the trial of his several friends.
-
- Second Lord: It should not be, by the persuasion of his new
- feasting.
-
- First Lord: I should think so: he hath sent me an earnest
- inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me 10
- to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and
- I must needs appear.
-
- Second Lord: In like manner was I in debt to my importunate
- business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am
- sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my
- provision was out.
-
- First Lord: I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all
- things go.
-
- Second Lord: Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of
- you? 20
-
- First Lord: A thousand pieces.
-
- Second Lord: A thousand pieces!
-
- First Lord: What of you?
-
- Second Lord: He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes.
-
- {Enter TIMON and Attendants.}
-
- TIMON: With all my heart, gentlemen both; and how fare you?
-
- First Lord: Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship.
-
- Second Lord: The swallow follows not summer more willing than we
- your lordship.
-
- TIMON: [Aside] Nor more willingly leaves winter; such
- summer-birds are men. Gentlemen, our dinner will not 30
- recompense this long stay: feast your ears with the
- music awhile, if they will fare so harshly o' the
- trumpet's sound; we shall to 't presently.
-
- First Lord: I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship
- that I returned you an empty messenger.
-
- TIMON: O, sir, let it not trouble you.
-
- Second Lord: My noble lord,--
-
- TIMON: Ah, my good friend, what cheer?
-
- Second Lord: My most honorable lord, I am e'en sick of shame,
- that, when your lordship this other day sent to me, 40
- I was so unfortunate a beggar.
-
- TIMON: Think not on 't, sir.
-
- Second Lord: If you had sent but two hours before,--
-
- TIMON: Let it not cumber your better remembrance.
-
- [The banquet brought in.]
-
- Come, bring in all together.
-
- Second Lord: All covered dishes!
-
- First Lord: Royal cheer, I warrant you.
-
- Third Lord: Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield
- it.
-
- First Lord: How do you? What's the news? 50
-
- Third Lord: Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it?
-
-
- First Lord: \
- } Alcibiades banished!
- Second Lord: /
-
-
- Third Lord: 'Tis so, be sure of it.
-
- First Lord: How! how!
-
- Second Lord: I pray you, upon what?
-
- TIMON: My worthy friends, will you draw near?
-
- Third Lord: I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast
- toward.
-
- Second Lord: This is the old man still.
-
- Third Lord: Will 't hold? will 't hold? 60
-
- Second Lord: It does: but time will--and so--
-
- Third Lord: I do conceive.
-
- TIMON: Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to
- the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be in all
- places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let
- the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place:
- sit, sit. The gods require our thanks.
-
- You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with
- thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves
- praised: but reserve still to give, lest your
- deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that 70
- one need not lend to another; for, were your
- godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the
- gods. Make the meat be beloved more than the man
- that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without
- a score of villains: if there sit twelve women at
- the table, let a dozen of them be--as they are. The
- rest of your fees, O gods--the senators of Athens,
- together with the common lag of people--what is
- amiss in them, you gods, make suitable for
- destruction. For these my present friends, as they 80
- are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to
- nothing are they welcome.
-
- Uncover, dogs, and lap.
-
- [The dishes are uncovered and seen to be full of
- warm water.]
-
- Some Speak: What does his lordship mean?
-
- Some Others: I know not.
-
- TIMON: May you a better feast never behold,
- You knot of mouth-friends I smoke and lukewarm water
- Is your perfection. This is Timon's last;
- Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries,
- Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces 90
- Your reeking villany.
-
- [Throwing the water in their faces.]
-
- Live loathed and long,
- Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites,
- Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,
- You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies,
- Cap and knee slaves, vapors, and minute-jacks!
- Of man and beast the infinite malady
- Crust you quite o'er! What, dost thou go?
- Soft! take thy physic first--thou too--and thou;--
- Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.
-
- [Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out.]
-
- What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast, 100
- Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest.
- Burn, house! sink, Athens! henceforth hated be
- Of Timon man and all humanity!
-
- [Exit.]
-
- [Re-enter the Lords, Senators, &c.]
-
- First Lord: How now, my lords!
-
- Second Lord: Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?
-
- Third Lord: Push! did you see my cap?
-
- Fourth Lord: I have lost my gown.
-
- First Lord: He's but a mad lord, and nought but humor sways him.
- He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now he has
- beat it out of my hat: did you see my jewel? 110
-
- Third Lord: Did you see my cap?
-
- Second Lord: Here 'tis.
-
- Fourth Lord: Here lies my gown.
-
- First Lord: Let's make no stay.
-
- Second Lord: Lord Timon's mad.
-
- Third Lord: I feel 't upon my bones.
-
- Fourth Lord: One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.
-
- [Exeunt.]
-