a duty â—…om a Master too To build his Fortune I will strain a little What e're your Daughters Portion weighs this Mans shall counterpoise Old Man Say you so my Noble Lord upon your honour This and she is his Tim. Give me thy hand my Honour on my promise Diffil My Noble Lord I â—…hank you on my knees May I be as miserable as I shall be base When I forget this most surprizing favour No Fortune or Estate shall e're be mine Which I 'le not humbly lay before your feet Tim. Rise I ne're do good with prospect of return That were but merchandizing a mere trade Of putting kindness out to use Poet. Vouchsafe to accept my labours and long live your Lordship Tim. I thank you you shall hear from me anon What have you there my friend Paint A piece of Limning for your Lordship Tim. 'T is welcome I like it and you shall find I do Jewel My Lord here is the Jewel Tim. 'T is Excellent Enter Apemantus Jewel Your Lordship mends the Jewel by the wearing Tim. Well mock't Poet. No my good Lord he speaks what all men think Apem. Scum of all flatterers wilt thou still persist For filthy gain to gild and varnish o're This great Man's Vanities Tim. Nay now we must be chidden Poet. I can bear with your Lordship Apem. Yes and without him too vain credulous Timon If thou believ'st this Knave thou' art a fooâ—… Tim. Well gentle Apemantus good morrow to thee Apem. Till I am gentle stay for thy good morrow Till thou art Timons dog and these Knavâ—…s honest Tim. Why dost thou call them Knaves Apem. They 're Athenians and I 'le not recant Th' are all base Fawners what a coile is hâ—…e With smiling cringing jutting out of Buâ—…s I wonder whether all the legs they make Are worth the summes they cost you friendship's full Of dregs base filthy dregs Thus honest fools lay out their wealth for cringes Ailius Do you know us fellow Apem. Did I not call you by your names Tim. Thou preachest against Vice and thou thy self art proud Apemantus Apem. Proud that I am not Timon Tim. Why so Apem. To give belief to flatt'ring Knaves and Poets And to be still my self my greatest flatterer What should Great Men be proud of stead of noise And pomp and show and holding up their heads And cocking of their noses pleas'd to see Base smiling Knaves and cringing fools bow to ' em Did they but see their own ridiculous folly Their mean and absurd vanities they 'd hide Their heads within some dark and little corner And be afraid that every fool should find ' em Tim. Thou hast too much sowrness in thy blood Poet. Hang him n'er mind him Apem. What is this foolish animal man that we Should magnifie him so a little warm And walking Earth that will be ashes soon We come into the world crying and squalling And so much of our time 's consum'd in driv'ling infancy In ignorance sleep disease and trouble that The remainder is not worth the being rear'd to Phaeax A preaching fool Apem. A fool if thou hadst half my wit thou'dst find Thy self an Ass Is it not truth I speak Are not all the arts and subtleties of men All their Inventions all their Sciences All their Diversions all their Sports little enough To pass away their happiest hours with And make a heavy life be born with patience Tim. I with the help of friends will make mine easier Than what your melancholy frames Apem. How little dost thou look before thee Thou who tak'st such great felicity in Fools and Knaves And in thy own enjoyments wilt e're long Find 'em such thin such poor and empty shadows That thou wilt wish thou never hadst been born Tim. I do not think so Phaeax Hang him send him to the Areopagus and let him Be whipt Apem. Thus innocence truth and merit often suffer Whil'st injurers oppressors and desertless fools Swell in their brief authority look big And strut in Furs 't is a foul shame But 't is a loathsome Age it has been long Imposthumating with its villanie And now the swelling's broken out In most contagious ulcers no place free From the destructive Pestilence of manners Out upon 't 't is time the world should end Tim. Do not rail so 't is to little purpose Apem. I fear it is I have done my morning lecture And I 'le be gone Tim. Whither Apem. To knock out an honest Athenians brains Tim. Why that 's a deed thou 'lt die for Apemantus Apem. Yes if doing nothing be death by the Law Tim. Will nothing please thee how dost thou like this Picture Apem. Better than the thing 't was drawn for 't will Neither lie drink nor whore Flatter a man to his face and cut his Throat behind his back For since false smiles and base Dishonour traffique with mans nature He is but mere outside Pictures are Even such as they give out Oh! did you see The insides of these Fellows minds about you You 'd loath the base corruptions more than â—…ll The putrid Excrements their bodies hide Aelius Silence the foul mouth'd villain Tim. He hurts not us How lik'st thou this Jewel Apem. Not so well as plain dealing which will not cost a Man a doit Tim. What dost thou think this Jewel worth Apem. What fools esteem it it is not worth my thinking Lo now the mighty use of thy great Riches That must set infinite value on a Bawble Will 't keep thee warm or satisfie thy thirst Or hunger No it is comparison That gives it value then thou look'st upon Thy finger and art very proud to think A poor man cannot have it Childish pleasure What stretcht inventions must be found to make Great wealth of use Oh! that I were a Lord Tim. What would'st thou do Apem. I would cudgel two men a day for flattering me Till I had beaten the whole Senate Phaeax Let the Villain be soundly punish'd for his Licentious tongue Tim. No the man is honest 't is his humour 'T is odd And methinks pleasant You must dine with me Apemantus Apem. I devour no Lords Tim. No if you did the Ladies wou'd be angry Apem. Yet they with all their modest simperings And varnish'd looks can swallow Lords and get Great bellies by 't yet keep their virtuous Vizors on till a poor little Bastard steals into The world and tells a tale Enter Nicius Tim. My Noble Lord welcome most welcom to my arms You are the Fountain from which all my happiness Did spring your matchless Daughter fair Mellissa Nic. You honour us too much my Lord. Tim. I cannot she is the joy of Athens the chief delight Of Nature the only life I live by Oh that her vows Were once expir'd it is methinks an Age till that blest day When we shall joyn our hands and hearts together Nic. 'T is but a week my Lord. Tim. 'T is a thousand years Apem. Thou miserable Lord hast thou to compleat All thy
a man that 's better than A beast I will fall down and worship him Tim. Thou art an Athenian and I bear with thee Is the Masque ready Poet. 'T is my noble Lord. Apem. What odd and childish folly Slaves find out To please and court all thy distemper'd Appetites They spend their flatteries to devour those men Upon whose Age they 'l void it up agen With poysonous spite and envy Who lives that 's not deprav'd or else depraves Who die that bear not some spurns to their Graves Of their friends giving I should fear that those Who now are going to dance before me Should one day stamp on me it has been done Tim. Nay if you rail at all Society I 'll hear no more be gone Apem. Thou may'st be sure I will not stay to see Thy folly any longer fare thee well remember Thou would'st not hear me thou wilt curse thy self for 't Tim. I do not think so fare thee well Exit Apemantus Enter Servant Serv. My Lord there are some Ladies masqu'd desire admittance Tiâ—… Have not my doors been always opento Ev'ry Athenian They do me hoâ—…ur Wait on 'em in were I not bound to do My duty here I would Chloe I have not had the opportunity To deliver this till now it is a Letter From Alâ—…ibiades Mel. Dear Alcibiades Oh how shall I love him When he 's restor'd to his Estate and Country He will be richer far than Timon is And I shall chuse him first of any man How lucky 't is I should put off my Wedding Enter Evandra with Ladies masqu'd Tim. Ladies you do my house and me great honour I should be glad you would unmask that I Might see to whom I owe the Obligation 1. Lad. We ask your pardon we are stoln out upon Curiosity and dare not own it Tim. Your pleasure Ladies shall be mine Evan. This is the fine gay thing so much admir'd That 's born to rob me of my happiness And of my life her face is not her own Nor is her love nor speech nor motion so Her smiles her amorous looks she puts on all There 's nothing natural She always acts And never shews her self How blind is Love That cannot see this Vanity Masque begins Enter Shepherds and Nymphs A Symphony of Pipes imitating the chirping of Birds Nymph Hark how the Songsters of the Grove Sing Anthems to the God of Love Hark how each am'rous winged pair With Loves great praises fill the Air. Chorus On ev'ry side the charming sound Does from the hollow Woods rebound Retornella Nymph Love in their little veins inspires Their cheerful Notes their soft Desires While Heat makes Buds or Blossoms spring These pretty couples love and sing Chorus with Flutes But Winter puts out their desire And half the year they want Loves fire Retornella Full Chorus But Ah how much are our delighâ—…s more dear For only Humane Kind love all the year Enter the Maenades and Aegipanes 1 Bach. Hence with your trifling Deitie A greater we adore Bacchus who always keeps us free From that blind childish power 2 Bach. Love makes you languish and look pale And sneak and sigh and whine But over us no griefs prevail While we have lusty Wine Chorns with Hout-boys Then hang the dull Wretch who has care in his soul Whom Love or whom Tyrants or Laws can controul If within his right hand he can have a full Bowl Nymph Go drivel and snore with your fat God of Wine Your swell'd faces with Pimples adorning Soak your Brains over night and your senses resign And forget all you did the next Morning Nymph With dull aking Noddles live on in a mist And never discover true Joy Would Love tempt with Beauty you could not resist The Empire he slights he 'd destroy 1 Bach. Better our heads than hearts should ake His childish Empire we despise Good Wine of him a Slave can make And force a Lover to be wise Better c. 2 Bach. Wine sweetens all the cares of Peace And takes the Terrour off from War To Loves affliction it gives ease And to its Joy does best prepare It sweetens c. Nymph 'T is Love that makes great Monarchs fight The end of Wealth and Power is Love It makes the youthful Pâ—…0ets write And does the Old to Youth improve Retornella of Hout-boys Bach. 'T is Wine that Revels in their Veins Makes Cowards valiant Fools grow wise Provokes low Pens to lofty strains And makes the young Loves Chains despise Retornella Nymphs and Shepherds Love rules the World Maenades and Aegipanes 'T is Wine 't is Wine Nymphs and Shepherds 'T is Love 't is Love Maenades and Aegipanes 'T is Wine 't is Wine Enter Bacchus and Cupid Bacchus Hold Hold our Forces are combin'd And we together rule Mankind General Chorus Then we with our Pipes and our Voices will join To sound the loud praises of Love and good Wine Wine gives vigour to Love Love makes Wine go down And by Love and good Drinking all the World is our own Tim. 'T is well design'd and well perform'd and I 'll Reward you well let us retire into my next Apartment where I 've devis'd new pleasures for you And where I will distribute some small Presents To testifie my Love and Gratitude Phaeax A noble Lord AElius Bounty it self Tim. Thus my Melissa will we always spend Our time in Pleasures but who e're enjoys Thee has all this life affords sum'd up in that Evan. These words did once belong to me but Oh! My stubborn heart wilt thou not break at this Tim. Ladies I hope you 'l honour me with you presence And accept of a Collation 1 Lady We ask your pardon and must leave you Tim. Demetrius wait on them Evan. My Lord I 'd speak with you alone Tim Be pleased Madam to retire with your father I 'l wait on you instantly to Melissa Exeunt all but Timon and Evandra Who are you Madam Evan. One who is come to take her last leave of you Tim. Evandra What confusion am I in Evan. I am sorry in the midst of all your joys I should disturb you thus I had a mind To see you once before I dy'd I ne'r Shall trouble you again Tim. Let me not hear these killing words Evan. They 'l be my last and therefore give 'em room I am hastning to my death then you 'l be happy I ne'r shall interrupt your joys again Unless the Memory of me should make You drop some tears upon my dust I know Your noble Nature will remember that Evandra was and once was dear to you And lov'd you so that she cou'd dye to make You happy Tim. Ah dear Evandra that would make Me wretched far below all misery I 'd rather kill my self than hear that news I call the gods to witness there 's not one On Earth I more esteem Evan. Esteem alas It is too weak a Cordial to preserve My fading life I see your passion 's grown Too headstrong for you Oh
we can have without the Grave Exeunt ACT V. Enter Timon and Evandra Tim. NOW after all the â—…ollies of this life Timon has made his everlasting Mansion Upon the beached Verge of the Salt Flood Where every day the swelling Surge shall wash him There he shall rest from all the Villainies Betraying smiles or th'oppressiâ—…g frowns Of proud and impotent Man Evan. Speak not of death I cannot lose thee yet Throw off this dire consuming Melancholy Oh could'st thou love as I do thou 'd'st not have Another wish but me There is no state on Earth Which I can envy while I've thee within These Arms take comfort to thee think not yet Of Death leave not Evandra yet Tim. Thinkst thou in Death we shall not think And know and love better than we can here Oh yes Evandra There our Happiness Will be without a wish I feel my long sickness Of health and living now begin to mend And nothing will bring me all things thou Evandra Art the thing alone on Earth would make me wish To play my part upon the troublesome Stage Where folly madness â—…alshood and cruelty Are the only actions represented Evan That I have lov'd my Tiâ—… faithfully Without one erring thought the Gods can witness And as my life was true my death shall be If I one minute after thee survive The scorn and infamy of all my Sex Light on me and may I live to be Melissa's Slave Tim. Oh my ador'd Evandra Thy kindness covers me with shame and grief I have deserv'd so little from thee Wer 't not for thee I 'd wish the World on Fire Enter Nicias Phaeax Isidore Isander Cleon Thrasillus and Aelius More Plagues yet Nici How does the Worthy Timon It grieves our hearts to see thy low condition And we are come to mend it Phaeax We and the Athenians cannot live without thee Cast from thee this sad grief most noble Timon The Senators of Athens greet thee with Their love and do with one consenting voice Intreat thee back to Athens Tim. I thank 'em and would send 'em back the Plague Could I but catch it for ' em Aelius The Gods forbid they love thee most sincerely Tim. I will return 'em the same love they bear me Nic. Forget most noble Timon they are sorry They shou'd deny thee thy request they do Confess their fault the publick body Which seldom does recant confesses it Cleon. And has sent us Tim. A very scurvy sample of that Body Phaeax Oh my good Lord we have ever lov'd you best Of all mankind Thras. And equal with our selves Isid. Our hâ—…arts and souls were ever fixt upon thee Isan We would stake our lives for you Phae. We are all griev'd to think you should So mis-interpret our best loves Cleon. Which shall continue ever firm to you Tim. Good men you much surprise me even to tears Lend me a Fools heart and Womens eyes And I 'll beweep these Comforts worthy Lords Nic. We beg your honour will interpret fairly Phae. The Senate has reserv'd some special dignities Now vacant to confer on you They pray You will return and be their Captain Allow'd with absolute Command Nic. Wild Alcibiades approaches Athens With all his force and like a Savage Bear Roots up his Countries peace we humbly beg Thy just assistance Phae. We all know thou' rt worthy And hast oblig'd thy Country heretofore Beyond return Aelius Therefore good noble Lord. Tim. I tell you Lords If Alcibiades kill my Country-men Let Alcibiades know this of Timon That Timon cares not But if he sack fair Athens And take our goodly aged men by th' Beards Giving up purest Virgins to the stain Of beastly mad-brain'd War Then let him know In pity of the aged and the young I cannot chuse but tell him that I care not And let him take 't at worst for their Swords care not While you have throats to answer for my self There 's not a Knife in all the unruly Camp Bâ—…t I do love and value more than the Most reverent Throat in Athens tell 'em so Be Alcibiades your Plague ungrateful Villains Phae. Oh my good Lord you think too hardly of us Aelius Hang him there 's no hopes of him Nic. Hee 'll ne'r return he truly is Misanthropos Phae. You have gold my Lord will you not serve Your Country with some of it Tim. Oh my dear Country I do recant â—…ommend me kindly to the Senate tell 'em 〈◊〉 they will come all in one Body to me And follow my advice they shall be welcome Nic. I am sure they will my noble Lord. Tim. I will instruct 'em how to ease their griefs Their fears of Hostile strokes their Aches Losses Their covetous pangs with other incident throes That Natures fragil Vessels must sustain In lifes uncertain Voyage Phae. How my good Lord this kind care is noble Tim. Why even thus I will point out the most convenient Trees In all this Wood to hang themselves upon And so farewel ye Covetous fawning Slaves be gone Let me not see the face of man more I Had rather see a Tiger fasting Nic. He 's lost to all our purposes Phae. Let 's send a party out of Athens to him To force him to confess his Treasure And put him to the torture if he will not Nic. It will do well let 's away Drums Aelius What Drums are those Phae. They must belong to Alcibiades To Horse and fly or we shall chance be taken Exeunt Tim. Go fly Evandra to my Cave or thou Maist suffer by the rage of lustful Villains Enter Alcibiades with Phryne and Thais two Whores Alâ—…i Command a halt and send a Messenger To summon Athens from me What art thou there speak Tim. A two leg'd Beast as thou art Cankers gnaw thee For shewing me the face of man again Alci Is man so hateful to thee what art thou Tim. I am Misanthropos I hate Mankind And for thy part I wish thou wer 't a Dog That I might love thee something But now I think on 't thou art going Against yoâ—… Cursed Town go on it is A worthy cause Alci Oh Timon now I know thee I am sorry For thy misfortunes and hope a little time Will give me occasion to redress ' em Tim. I will not alter my condition For all you e're shall Conquer no go on Paint with man's blood the Earth die it well Religious Canons civil laws are cruel What then must War be Alcib How came the noble Timon by this change Tim. As the Moon does by wanting light to give And then renew I could not like the Moon There were no Suns to borrow of Alcib What friendship shall I do thee Tim. Why promise me friendship and perform none If thou wilt not promise thou art no man If thou dost perform thou art none neither Alcib I am griev'd to see thy misery Tim. Thou saw'st it when I was rich Alcib Then was a happy time Tim. As thine is now abus'd by a brace of
in Heroick Poet. Oh very well Sir That black and dreadful fate-denouncing fowl Dem. An excellent sound But let me see your Piece Poet. I 'le read it 'T is a good morrow to the Lord Timon Dem. Do you make good morrow sound loftily Poet. Oh very loftily The fringed Vallance of your eyes advance Shake off your Canopy'd and downie trance Phoebus already quaffs the morning dew Each does his daily lease of life renew Now you shall hear description 't is the very life of Poetry He darts his beams on the Larks mossie-house And from his quiet tenement does rouze The little charming and harmonious Fowl Which sings its lump of Body to a Soul Swiftly it clambers up in the steep air With warbling throat and makes each noat a stair There 's rapture for you hah Dem. Very fine Poet. This the sollicitous Lover straight alarms Who too long slumber'd in his Coelia's arms And now the swelling Spunges of the night With aking heads stagger from their delight Slovenly Taylors to their needles hast Already now the moving shops are plac'd By those who crop the treasures of the fields And all those Gems the ripening Summer yields Who d' ye think are now Why Nothing but Herb-women there are fine lofty expressions for Herb-women ha Already now c. Dem. But what 's all this to my Lord Poet. No that 's true 't is description though Dem. Yes in twenty lines to describe to him that 't is about The fourth hour in the morning I 'le in and let Him know in three words 't is the seventh Exit Demetrius Enter Musician Poet. Good morning Sir whither this way Mus. To present his Honour with a piece of Musiek Enter Demetrius Dem. My Lord will soon come out Poet. He 's the very spirit of Nobility And like the Sun when ever he breaks forth His Universal bounty falls on all Enter Merchant Jeweller Painter and several others Jewell Good morrow Gentlemen Paint Save you all Dem. Now they begin to swarm about the house Poet. What confluence the worthy Timon draws Maâ—…ick of bounty These familiar Spirits Are conjur'd up by thee Merch. 'T is a splendid Jewel Jewel 'T is of an excellent water Poet. What have you there Sir Paint It is a Picture Sir a dumb piece of Poetry but you present a speaking Poem Poet. I have a little thing slipt idly from me The fire within the flint shews not it self Till it be struck our gentle flame provokes It self Dem. You write so scurvily the Devil 's in any man that provokes You but your self Poet. It is a pretty mocking of the life Paint So so Dem. Now must these Rascals be presented all As if they had sav'd his honour or his life And I must have a feeling in the business Enter certain Senators going in to Timon Poet. How this Lord is follow'd Enter more who pass over Paint See more well he 's a noble spirit Jewel A most worthy Lord Poet. What a flood of Visitors his bounty draws Dem. You see how all conditions how all minds As well of glib and slippery Creatures as Of grave and austere quality present Their services to Lord Timons prosp'rous fortune He to his good and gracious nature does subdue All sorts of tempers from the smooth fac'd flatterer To Apemantus that Philosophical Churle Who hates the world and does almost abhor Himself Paint He is a most excellent Lord and makes the finest Picture Poet. The joy of all mankind deserves a Homer for his Poet. Jewel A most accomplisht person Poet. The Glory of the Age Paint Above all parallel Dem. And yet these Rogues were this man poor would â—…ly him As I would them if I were he Soft Musick Poet. Here 's excellent Musick In what delights he melts his hours away Enter Timon and Senators Timon addressing himself courteously to all Tim. My Lord you wrong your self and ' bate too much Of your own merits 'T is but a trifle Aelius With more than common thanks I must receive it Isidore Your Lordship has the very soul of bounty Phaeax You load us with too many Obligations Tim. I never can oblige my friends too much My Lord I remember you the other day Commended a Bay Courser which I rode on He 's yours because you lik'd him Phaeax I beseech your Lordship pardon me in this Tim. My word is past is there ought else you like I know my Lord no man can justly praise But what he does affect and I must weigh My Friends affections with my own So kindly I receive your visits Lords My heart is noâ—… enough to give me thinks I could deal Kingdoms to my Friends and ne're be weary Aelius We all must stand amaz'd at your vast bounty Cleon. The spirit of Magnificence reigns in you Phoeax Your Bounty 's as diffusive as the Sea Tim. My Noble Lords you do me too much honour Isand There lives not such a Noble Lord on Earth Thrasil None but the Sun and He oblige without A prospect of Return Enter a Messenger and whispers Timon Tim. Lampridius imprison'd say you Mess. Yes my good Lord five Talents is his debt His Means are short his Creditors most strict He begs your Letter to those cruel men That may preserve him from his utter ruine Tim. I am not of that temper to shake off My Friend when most he needs me I know him A Gentleman that well deserves my help Which he shall have I 'le pay the debt and free him Mess. Your Lordship ever binds him to your service Tim. Commend me to him I will send his Ransom And when he 's free bid him depend on me T is not enough to help the feeble up But to support him after tell him so Mess. All happiness to your honour Exit Messenger Enter an Old Athenian Old Man My Lord pray hear me speak Tim. Freely good Father Old Man You have a Servant nam'd Diphilus Tim. I have so that is he â—…ld Man That fâ—…llow there by night frequents my house I am a man that from my first have been Inclin'd to thrift and my Estate deserves A nobler Heir than one that holds a trencher Tim Go on Old Man I have an only Daughter no Kin else On whom I may confer what I have got The Maâ—…d is fair o' th' youngest for a Bride And I have bred her at my dearest cost This man attempts her love pray my good Lord Joyn with me to forbid him I have often Told him my mind in vain Tim. The man is honest Old Man His honesty rewards him in himself It must not bear my Daughter Tim. Does she love him Old Man She is young and apt Tim. Do you love her Diffil Yes my good Lord and she accepts of mine Old Man If to her marriage my consent be wanting I call the gods to witness I will make The Beggars of the street my Heirs e're she Shall have a drachma Tim. This Gentleman of mine has serv'd me long There is
calamities that plague of Love That most unmanly madness of the mind That specious cheat as false as friendship is Did'st thou but see how like a sâ—…iveling thing Thou look'st and talk'st thou would'st abhor or laugh at Thy own admir'd Image Tim. Peace I will hear no railing on this subject Apem. Oh vile corrupted time that men should be Deaf to good Counsel not to Flatterie Tim. Come my dear friends let us now visit our gardeâ—…s 〈◊〉 â—…resh our selves with some cool Wines and Fruit I am transported with your Visits There is not now a Prince whom I can envy 〈◊〉 it be in that he can more bestow Upon â—…he men he loves 〈◊〉 My Noble Lord who would not wed your friendâ—… though without a Dowrie Isodor Most worthy Timon who has a life you may not 〈◊〉 your own Phaeax We are all your slaves Poet. The joy of all Mankind Jewel Great spirit of Nobleness Tim. We must not part tâ—…is day my Friends Apem. So so crouching slaves aches contract and make your supple Joynts to wither that there should be so little Love among these Knaves yet all this courtesie They hate and scorn each other yet they kiss As if they were of different Sexes Villains Villains Exeunt Omnes Enter Evandra Re-enter Timon Tim. Hail to the fâ—…ir Evandra methinks your looks are chang'd And clouded with some grief that misbecomes ' em Evan. My Lord my ears this morning were saluted with Tâ—…e most unhappy news the dismal'st story The only one cou'd have afflicted me My dream foretold it and I wak'd affâ—…ighted With a cold sweat o're all my limbs Tim. What was it Madam Evand You speak not with the kindness you were wont I have been us'd to tenderer words than these It is too true and I am miserable Tim. What is' t disturbs you so too well I guess Aside 〈◊〉 I hear I am to lose your Love which was The only earthly blâ—…ssing I enjoy'd Aâ—…d that on which my life depended Tim. No I must ever love my Excellent Evandra Evan. Melissa will not suffer it Oh cruel Timon Thou well may'st blush at thy ingratitude Had I so much towards thee I ne're shou'd show My face without confusion Such a guilt As if I had destroy'd thy Race and ruin'd All thy Estate and made thee infamous Thy Love to me I cou'd prefer before All cold respâ—…cts of Kindred Wealth and Fame Tim. You have been kind so far above return That 't is beyond expression Evan. Call to mind Whose Race I sprung from that of great Alcides Though not my Fortune my Beauty and my Youth And my unspotted Fame yielded to none You on your knees a thousand times have sworn That they exceeded all and yet all these The only treasures a poor Maid possest I sacrific'd to you and rather chose To throw my self away than you shou'd be Uneasie in your wishes since which happy And yet unhappy time you have been to me My Life my Joy my Earth my Heaven my All I never had one single wish beyond you Nay every action every thought of mine How far soe're their large circumference Stretcht out yet center'd all in you You were My End the only thing could fill my mind Tim. She strikes me to the heart I would I had Not seen her Aside Evan. Ah Timon I have lov'd you so that had My eyes offended you I with these fingers Had pluckt 'em by the roots and cast them from me Or had my heart contain'd one thought that was Not yours I with this hand would rip it open Shew me a Wife in Athens can say this And yet I am not one but you are now to marry Tim. That I have lov'd you you and Heav'n can witness By many long repeated acts of Love And Bounty I have shew'd you Evan. Bounty ah Timon I am not yet so mean but I contemn Your transitory dirt and all rewards But that of Love your person was the bound Of all my thoughts and wishes in return You have lov'd me Oh miserable sound I would you never had or alwayes would Tim. Man is not master of his appetites Heav'n swayes our mind to Love Evan. But Hell to falseshood How many thousand times y' have vow'd and sworn Eternal Love Heav'n has not yet absolv'd You of your Oaths to me nor can I ever My Love 's as much too much as yours too little Tim. If you love me you 'l love my happiness Melissa Beauty and her Love to me Has so inflam'd me I can have none without her Evan. If I had lov'd another when you first My dear false Timon swore to me would you Have wisht I might have found my happiness Within anothers armes No no it is To love a contradiction Tim. 'T is a truth I cannot answer Evan. Besides Melissa's beauty Is not believ'd to exceed my little stock Even modesty may praise it self when 't is Aspers'd But her Love is mercenary Most mercenary base 't is Marriage Love She gives her person but in vile exchange She does demand your liberty But I Could generously give without mean bargaining I trusted to your honour and lost mine Lost all my Friâ—…nds and Kindred but little thought I should have lost my Love and cast it on A barren and ungrateful soil that would return no fruit Tim. This does perplex me I must break it off Aside Evan. The first storm of your Love did shake me so It threw down all my leaves my hopeful blossoms Pull'd down my branches but this lat'er tempest of your hate Strikes at my root and I must wither now Like a desertless sapless tree must fall Tim. You are secure against all injuries While â—… have breath Evan. And yet you do the greatest Timon You shall be so much partner of my fortune As will secure you full respect from all And may support your quality in what pomp You can desire Evan. I am not of so course a Mould or have So gross a mind as to partake of ought That 's yours without you But oh thou too dear perjur'd man I could With thee prefer a dungeon a low and loathsome dungeon Before the stately guilded fretted Roofs The Pomp the noise the show the revelling And all the glittering splendour of a Palace Tim. I by resistless fate am hurry'd on Evan. A vulgar mean excuse for doing ill Tim. If that were not my honour is engag'd Evan. It had a pre-engagement Tim. All the great men of Athens urge me on To marry and to preserve my Race Evan. Suppose your Wife be false as 't is not new In Athens and suffer others to graft upon Your stock where is your Race weak vulgar reason Tim. Her honour will not suffer her Evan. She may do it cunningly and keep her honour Tim. Her love will then secure her which is as fervent Evan. As yours was once to me and may continue Perhaps as long and yet you cannot know She loves you Since that base Cecropian Law Made
Love a merchandize to traffick hearts For marriage and for Dowry who 's secure Now her great sign of Love is she 's content To bind you in the strongest chains and to A slavery nought can manumize you from But death And I could be content to be A slave to you without those vile conditions Tim. Why are not our desires within our power Or why should we be punisht for obeying them But we cannot create our own affections They 're mov'd by some invisible active Pow'r And we are only passive and whatsoever Of imperfection follows from th' obedience To our desires we suffer not commit And 't is a cruel and a hard decree That we must suffer first and then be punish't for 't Evan. Your Philosophy is too subtle but what Security of Love from her can be like mine Is Marriage a bond of Truth which does consist Of a few trifling Ceremonies Or are those Charms or Philters 'T is true my Lord I was not First lifted o're the Threshold and then Led by my Parents to Minerva's Temple No young unyok'd Heifers blood was offer'd To Diana no invocation to â—…uno or the Parcae No Coachman drove me with a lighted torch Nor was your house adorn'd with Garlands then Nor had I Figs thrown on my head or lighted By my dear Mothers torches to your bed Are these slight things the bonds of truth and constancy I came all Love into your arms unmixt With other aims and you for this will cause My death Tim. I 'de sooner seek my own Evandra Evan. Ah my Lord if that be true then go not to Melissa For I shall die to see another have Possession of all that e're I wisht for on earth Tim. I would I had not seen Melissa Evan. Ah my dear Lord there is some comfort left Cherish those noble thoughts and they 'l grow stronger Your lawful gratitude and Love will rise And quell the other rebel-passion in you Use all the endeavours which you can and if They fail in my relief I 'le die to make you happy Tim. You have moved me to be womanish pray retire I will love you Evan. Oh happy word Heav'n ever bless my Dear Farewell but will you never see Mellissa more Tim. Sweet Excellence Retire Evan. I will will you remember your Evandra Tim. Yes I will How happy were Mankind in Constancy 'T would equal us with the Celestial Spirits O could we meet with the same tremblings still Those panting joyes those furious desires Those happy trances which we found at first But oh Unhappy man whose most transporting joy Feeds on such luscious food as soon will cloy And that which shou'd preserve does it destroy Exit Timon ACT II. Enter Melissa and Chloe WHat think'st thou Chloe will this dress become me Chlo. Oh most exceedingly This pretty curle Does give you such a killing Grace I swear That all the Youth at the Lord Timon's Mask Will die for you Mel. No But dost thou think so Chloe I love To make those Fellows die for me and I All the while look so scornfully and then with my Head on one side with a languishing eye I do so Kill 'em again Prithee what do they say of me Chloe Chlo. Say That you are the Queen of all their hearts Their Goddâ—…ss their Destiny and talk of Cupids flames And darts and Wounds Oh the rarest language 'T would make one die to hear it and ever now And then steal some gold into my hand And then commend me too Mel. Dear Soul do they and do they die for me Chlo. Oh yes the finest properest Gentlemen Mel. But there are not many that die for me humh Chlo. Oh yes Lamachus Theodorus Thessalus Eumolpides Memnon and indeed all that see your Ladiship Mel. I 'le swear how is my complexion to day ha Chloe Chlo. O most fragrant 't is a rare white wash this Mel. I think it is the best I ever bought had I not best Lay on some more red Chloe Chlo. A little more would do well it makes you look So pretty and so plump Madam Mel. I have been too long this morning in dressing Chlo. Oh no I vow you have been but bare three hours Mel. No more well if I were sure to be thus pretty but seven Years I 'de be content to die then on that condition Chlo. The gods forbid Mel. I 'le swear I would but dost thou think Timon will Like me in this dress Chlo. Oh he dies for you in any dress Madam Mel. Oh this vile tailor that brought me not home my new Habit to day he deserves the Ostracisme a Villain To disorder me so I am afraid it has done harm To my complexion I have dreamt of it these two nights And shall not recover it this week Chlo. Indeed Madam he deserves death from your eyes Mel. I think I look pretty well will not Timon Perceive my disorder hah Chlo. Oh no but you speak as if you made this killing Preparation for none but Timon Mel. O yes Chloe for every one I love to have all thâ—… Young Blades follow kiss my hand admire adore me And die for me but I must have but one favour'd Servant it is the game and not the quarry I Must look after it in the rest Chlo. Oh Lord I would have as many admirers as I could Mel. Ay so would I but favour one alone No I am resolv'd nothing shall corrupt my honesty Those admirers would make one a whore Chloe And that undoes us 't is our interest to be honest Chlo. Would they No I warrant you I 'de fain see Any of those admirers make me a Whore Mel. Timon loves me honestly and is rich Chlo. You have forgot your Alcibiades He is the rarest person Mel. No no I could love him dearly oh he was the beautiful'st man The finest wit in Athens the best companion fullest of mirth And pleasure and the prettiest wayes he had to please Ladies He would make his enemies rejoyce to see him Chlo. Why he is all this and can do all this still Mel. Ay but he has been long banish'd for breaking Mercuries Images and profaning the mysteries of Proserpine Besides the people took his Estate from him And I hate a poor Fellow from my heart I swear I vow methinks I look so pretty to day I could Kiss my self Chloe Chlo. Oh dear Madam I could look on you for ever oh What a world of murder you 'l commit to day Mel. Dost thou think so ha ha no no Enter a Servant Serv. The Lord Timon's come to wait on you and begs Admittance Enter Timon Mel. Desire his presence Tim. There is enchantment in her looks A fresh I am wounded every time I see her All happiness to beautiful Melissa Mel. I shall want none in you my dearest Lord. Tim. Sweetest of Creatures in whom all th' excellence Of heav'nly Woman-kind is seen unmixt Nature has wrought thy mettle up without allay Mel. I have no value but my love
my dearest Timon I while I have any breath must call you so Had you once struggled for my sake And striven to oppose the raging fury of Your fatal Love I should have dy'd contented But Oh! false to your self to all my hopes And me you suckt the subtile poyson in So greedily you would not stay to taste it Tim. She moves me strongly I have found from her The truest and the tenderest Love that e'r Woman yet bore to Man Evan. I find you 're gone too far in the disease T' admit a Cure I will perswade no longer Death is my remedy and I 'll embrace it Tim. Oh talk not of Death I 'll love you still I can love two at once trust me I can Evan. No Timon I will have you whole or nothing I love you so I cannot live to see That dear that most ador'd person in anothers arms My Love 's too nice 't will not be fed with crumbs And broken meat that falls from your Meâ—…issa No dear false Man you soon shall be at rest I came but to receive a parting Kiss You 'l not deny me that Tim. I will not part with you we 'l be friends for ever Evan. No no it cannot be forgive this trouble Since 't is the last I 'll never see you more And may Melissa ever love you as The Excellence of your form deserves and may She please you longer than th' unfortunate Evandra could Tim. Gods Why should I not love this Woman best She has deserv'd beyond all measure from me She 's beautiful and good as Angels are Aside But I have had her Love already Oh most accursed Charm that thus perverts me To Her Y' have made a Woman of me Evan. I 'l have but one last look of that Bewitching Face that ruin'd me Oh I could devouâ—… it with my eyes but I 'll Remove it from thee I ne're Shall die contented while I look on thee Tim. Be patient till I give thee satisfaction Evand No dearest Enemy I 'll remove the guilt From thee and thus I 'll place it on my self Offers to stab her self Tim. Hold dear Evandra if thou lov'st my life Preserve thy own for here I swear that minute When thou attemptst thy life I will lose mine Where 's Diphilus Enter Diphilus Diph. Here my Lord. Tim. Wait on Evandra home and take a care Sh' attempts not any mischief on her self Sh 'is agitated by a dang'rous passion My dear let Diphilus wait on thee home As soon as ever my Company is gone I 'll see thee and convince thee that I love thee Evand No no I cannot hope farewel for ever Ex. Diph. and Evand Tim. I must resolve on something for her comfort For the Empire of the Earth I wou'd not lose her There is not one of all her Sex exceeds her In Love or Beauty O miserable state of humane life We slight all the injoyments which we have And those things only value which we have not Where is Demetrius Dem. My Lord Tim. Where is the Casket which I spoke for Dem. It is here my Lord I beg your Lordship hear me speak I have business that concerns you nearly Tim. Some other time of late thou dost perplex me Each moment with the hateful â—…me of business That mortal Foe to pleasure I 'll not hear it Ex. Timon Dem. So all now is at an end He does command us to provide great gifts And all out of an empty Coffer His promises fly so beyond his ' state That what he speaks is all in Debt He owes For every word His Land is all engag'd His money gone would I were gently turn'd Out of my Office lest he shou'd borrow all I have gotten in his service Well! Happier is he that has no friend to feed Than such who do ev'n Enemies exâ—…eed Ex. Demet. ACT III. Enter Timon and Demetrius Tim. DEmetrius How comes it that I have been thus incounter'd With clamorous demands of broken Bonds And the unjust detention of money long since due I knew I was in debt but did not think I had gone so far wherefore before this time Did you not lay my state fully before me Dem. You would not hear me At many times I brought in my accounts Laid 'em before you you would throw 'em off And say you found 'em in my Honesty I have beyond good manners pray'd you often To hold your hand more close and was rebuk't for 't Tim. You should have prest it further Dem. What e're I durst I did it was my interest For if my Lord be poor what then must I be Call me before the exactest Auditors And let my life lie on the proof Oh my good Lord the world is but a world If it were yours to give it in a breath How quickly were it gone Tim. Have you no money in the Treasury Dem. Not enough to supply the riot of two meals Tim. Let all my Land be sold. Dem. 'T is all engag'd And some already 's forfeited and gone That which remains will scarce pay present dues The future comes apace Tim. To Lacedaemon did my Land extend Dem. How many times have I retiâ—…'d and wept To think what it would come to Tim. Prithee no more I know thou' rt honest Dem. It grieves me to consider 'mongst what Parasites And trencher Friends your wealth has been divided I cannot but weep at the sad reflection When every word of theirs was greedily Attended to as if they'd been pronounc'd From Oracles I never could be heard Tim. Come preach no more thou soon shall find that I Have not misplac'd my Bounty why dost weep I am rich in friends and can use all their wealth Freely as I can bid thee speak Dem. I doubt it Tim. You soon shall see how you mistake my fortune Now I shall try my friends Who waits there Enter three Servants 1 Ser. My Lord Tim. Go you to Phaeax and to Cleon you to Isandâ—… And Aelius you to Isodore and Thrasillus Commend me to their loves and let them know I 'm proud that my occasions make me use 'em For a supply of money Let the request Be fifty Talents from each man 1 Serv. We will my Lord. Tim. Thou Demetrius shalt go to the Senate from whom Even to the States best health I have deserv'd This hearing Petition them to send me 500 Talents Dem. I must obey The next room 's full of Importunate slaves and hungry Creditors go not to ' em Ex. Dem. Tim. What! must my doors b' oppos'd against my passage Have I been ever free and those been open For all Athenians to go in and out At their own pleasure My Porter at my Gate Ne're kept man out but smil'd and did invite All that past by it in and must he be My Gaoler and my House my Prison no I 'll not despair my friends will never fail me Exit Scene is the Porch or Cloister of the Stoicks Apemantus speaking to the people and several Senators Apem. 'Mongst
must shun him I hope your Lord is well 2 Serv. Yes my Lord and has sent me Thra. To invite me to Dinner I am in great hast But I 'll wait on him if I can possible Ex. Thra. Apem. Good Fool go home Dost think to find a grateful Man in Athens 3 Serv. If my Lord's occasions did not press him very much I would not urge it Aelius Why would he send to me I am poor There 's Phaeax Cleon Isodore Thrasillus and Isander and many Men that owe their fortunes to him 3 Serv They have been toucht and found base mettle Aelius Have they deny'd him and must you come to me Must I be his last refuge 't is a great slight Must I be the last sought to he might have Consider'd who I am 3 Serv. I see he did not know you Aelius I was the first that e're receiv'd gift from him And I will keep it for his honours sake But at present I cannot possibly supply him Besides my Fâ—…ther made me swear upon His Death I never should lend money I 've kept the Oath e're since Fare thee well Ex. Aelius 3 Serv. They all fly us Apem. The barbarous Herd of mankind shun One in affliction and turn him out as Deer do one that 's hunted go go home To thy fond Lord and bid him Curse himself That would not hear me bid him live on root And water and know himself he had better Have shun'd Mankind than be deserted by them Ex. Omnes Enter Melissa and Chloe Mell. Who could have thought Timon so lost i' th' world With what amazement will the news of this So sudden alteration be receiv'd by all Athenians Chloe Is it for certain true Mel. Certain as death or fate my father has assur'd me Of it that he is a Bankrupt his Credit gone and all His ravenous Creditors with open Jaws will swallow him T is well I am inform'd I 'll stand upon my guard Enter Page Page Madam a Gentleman below desires admittance Mel. See Chloe if it be Lord Timon or any one from him â—…ay I am not well I will not be seen be sure I Be not Chlo. I warrant you Ex. Chloe Mel. Seen by a Bankrupt no base poverty Shall never enter here Oh were my Alcibiades Recall'd he would adore me still and wou'd be Rich too Enter Alcibiades in disguise and Chloe Chloe It is a Gentleman in disguise I know him not Alcib But my Melissa does Pulls off his Disgâ—…ise Mel. My Alcibiades my Hero Tâ—…e Gods have hearkn'd to my vows for thee And have Crown'd all my wishes Thou' rt more welcome To me than the return of the Suns heat Is to the frozen Region of the North That 's cover'd half the year with Snow and Darkness Alcib My Joy my life my blood my soul my liberty And all that 's pretious in the earth I have Within my arms This treasure far outweighs The joys of Conquest or deliverance From banishment or slavery Mel. How proud am I of all thy victories 'T was thou that Conquer'd but I triumph'd for thee All day I sigh'd and wisht and pray'd for thee And in the night thou entertain'dst my sleeps And whensoe're I dreamt thou wert in danger I cry'd out my Alcibiades and in my dreams I was valiant and methought I fought for thee Alcib Oh my Divine Melissa the Cordial of thy love Is of so strong a spirit 't will overcome me One kiss and take my soul another and 'T will sally out Oh I could fix whole ages on Thy tender lip and pity all the Fools That keep a senseless pother in the world for pow'r And pomp and noise and lose substantial bliss Mel. There is no bliss but love and but for that The world would fall in pieces Oh with what a grief Have I sustain'd thy absence had not my Father Prevented my escape I had come to thee Alcib 'T was well for Athens safety that thou did'st not I had neglected all my Conquests which Preserved this base ungrateful town for I In thee shou'd have all that I fought for Thou Would'st have been life liberty Country and Estate to me Mel. I have the end of all my hopes and wishes If the ungrateful Senate will let me keep thee Alcib 'T was I that made them what they are in hopes They soon would call me home to thee It was the thought of that which fir'd my Soul At every stroke the memory of Melissa Gave vigour to my arm and made me conquâ—…r Mel. Oh let ambition never more disturb Thy noble mind let love in peace possess it Let not the noise of Drums and Trumpets clangor Clashing of armâ—… and neighing Steeds and groans Of bleeding men entice thee from me Alcib The Senaâ—…e shall not dare remove me from thee Should they once offer it I 've an Army will Toss their usurious bags about their ears Rifle their Houses deflour their Wives and Daughters And dash their brains out of their doating heads But dear Melissa since our hearts so long Have been united let 's not stay for friends For ceremony but come compleat our joys True love 's above senseless formalities Mel. If any thing from you could anger me This would but know none shall invade my vertue Without my life but on my knees I vow No other man though Crown'd the Emperour Of all the World should ever have my love And though thy Country basely should desert thee I would continue firm Alcib And here I swear that could I conquer all the Universe I 'd lay the Crowns and Scepters at thy feet For thee to tread on By thy self I swear An Oath more sacred far to me than all Mock Deities which knavish Priests invent Are to the poor deluded Rabble Chloe Madam Your Father is come in Mel. Let us retire my Father has not yet Forgotten his enmity the breaking of the Peace with the Lacedemonians and his foil Which he thinks you caus'd in Sicily Hee 'l not forgive Alcib Had he injur'd me beyond all sufferance I would have forgiven him for begetting thee Exeunt Enter Timon and Servant Tim. Is' t possible deserted thus what large professions Did all these make but yesterday did they all refuse to lend Say you 1 Serv. The rumour of your borrowing was soon Disperst and then at sight of one of us They would stop start turn short pass by or seem To overlook us and avoided us As if we had been their mortal Enemies And who suspected not when they were mov'd Came off with base excuses Tim. Ye Gods what will become of Timon I 'll go to 'em My self they will not have the face to use me so Enter Demetrius Oh Demetrius what news bring'st thou from the Senate Dem. I am return'd no richer than I went Tim. Just Gods it cannot be Dem. They answer in a joint and corporate voice That now they are at ebb want Treasure cannot Do what thâ—…y would are sorry you are Honourable But yet they could
agaiâ—… Tim. If there were nothing living but thy self Thou should'st not even then be welcoâ—…e to me I hâ—…d râ—…ther be a Beggars Dog tâ—…an 〈◊〉 Apem. Thoâ—… art a 〈◊〉 Fool. Tim. Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon Apem. Thou art too â—…d to Curse no miâ—…ry That I could wiâ—… thee but thou hast already Tim. Be gone thou Issue of a Mangy Dog I swoun to see thee Apem. Would thou would'st burst Tim. Away thou tedious Rogue or I will cleave thy scull Apem. Farewel Beast Tim. Be gone Toad Apem. The Athenians report thou hast found a Mass Of Treasure they 'll find thee out The plague Of Company light on thee Tim. Slave Dog Viper out of my sight Ex. Apem. Choler will kill me if I see mankind Come forth Evandra Thou art kind and good Enter Evandra Canst thou eat roots and drink at that fresh spring Our feasting's come to this Evan. Whate're I eat Or drink with thee is feast enough to me Would'st thou compose thy thoughts and be content I shou'd be happy Tim. Let 's quench ouâ—… thirst at yonder murmuring Brook And then repose a while Exeunt Enter Poet Painter and Musician Poet. As I took note o' the place it cannot be far off Where he abides Mus. Does the rumour hold for certain that he 's so full of Gold Poet. 'T is true H' has found an infinite store of Gold He has sent a Pattern of it to the Senate You will see him a Palm again in Aâ—…hens And flourish with the highest of 'em all Therefore 't is fit in this suppos'd distress We tender all our services to him Paint If the report be true we shall succeed Mus. If we shou'd not Re-enter Timon and Evandra Poet. Wee 'll venture our joint labours Yoâ—… is he I know by the description Mus. Let 's hide our selves and see how he will take it A Symphony Evan. Here 's Musick in the Woods whence comes it Tim. From flattering Rogues who have heard that I Have Gold but that their disappointment would be greater In taking pains for nought I 'd send 'em back Poet. Hail-worthy Timon Mus. Our most noble Master Paint My most excellent Lord. Tim. Have I once liv'd to see three honest men Poet. Having so often tasted of your bounty And hearing you were retir'd your friends faln off For whose ungrateful natures we are griev'd We come to do you service Mus. We are not of so base a mold we should Desert our noble Patron Tim. Most honest men oh how shall I requite you Can you eat roots and drink cold water Poet. Whate're we can we will to do you service Tim. Good men come you are honest you have heard That I have gold enough speak truth y' are honest Poet. So it is said but therefore came not we Mus. Not we my Lord. Paint We thought not of it Tim. You are good men but have one monstrous fault Poet. I beseech your honour what is it Tim. Each of you trusts a damn'd notorious Knave Paint Who is that my Lord Tim. Why one another and each trusts himself Ye base Knaves Tripartite begone make haste Or I will use you so like Knaves He stones ' em Poet. Fly fly All run out Tim. How sick am I of this false World I 'll now Prepare my Grave to lie where the light foam Of the outragious Sea may wash my Corps Evan. My dearest Timon do not talk of Death My Life and thine together must determine Tim. There is no rest without it prithee leave My wretched Fortunâ—… and live long and happy Without thy Timon There is wealth enough Evan. I have no wealth but thee let us lie down to rest I am very faint and heavy They lie down Enter Melissa and Chlâ—…e Mel. Let the Chariot stay there It is most certain he has found a Mass of money And he has sent word to the Senate he 's richer than ever Chlo. Sure were he rich he would appear again Mel. If he be I doubt not but with my love I 'll charm Him back to Athenâ—… 't was my dâ—…serting him has Made him thus Melancholy Chlo. If he be not you 'l promise love in vain Mel. â—…f he be not my promise shall be vain For I 'll be sure to break it Thus you saw When Alcibiades was baâ—…ish'd last I would not see him I am always true To interest and to my self There Lord Timon lies Tim. What wretch aâ—…t thou come to disturb me Mel. I am one that loves thee so I cannot lose thee I am gotten from my Father and my Friends To call thee back to Athens and her arms Who caâ—…not live without thee Evan. It is Melissa priâ—…hee listen not To her dâ—…structive Syrens voiâ—… Tim. Fear not Mel. Doâ—…t thou not know thy dear Melissa To whom thou maâ—…'st such vows Tim. O yes I know that piece of vanity That frail proud inconstant foolish thing I do remember once upon a time She swore eternal love to me soon after She would not see me shun'd me sâ—…ghted me Mel. Ah now I see thou never lov'dâ—…t me Timon That was a tryal which I made of thee To find if thou didst love me if thou hadst Thou 〈◊〉 â—…ave 〈◊〉 â—… lov'd thee â—…hen â—…ch more Thaâ—…â—…ll the World buâ—… tâ—…ou 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 I 〈◊〉 And any little change can drive thee from me And thou wilt leave me miserable Evan. Mind not that Crocodiles tears She would betray thee Mel. Iâ—… there no truth among Mankind had I So much ingratitude I had left Thy fallen fortune and ne're seen thee more Ah Timon could'st thou have been kind I â—…ould Rather haâ—…e beg'd with thee than have enjoy'd With any other all the Pomp of Grâ—… But thou â—…rt lost â—…d hast forgotten all thy Oaths Evan. Why shou'd you strive to invâ—…de anothers right He 's mine for ever mine Tâ—…e 〈◊〉 Shall keep him from thee Mel. Thine poor mean Fool â—…s marriage made him so No Thou art his Coâ—… diâ—…st thing I would enjoy him honestly Tim. Peace screech Owl There is much more hoâ—…y In this one woman 〈◊〉 in all thy Sex Blended togetheâ—… our hearts are onâ—… And she is mine for ever wert thou the Queen Of all the Universe I would â—…ot change her for thee Evan. Oh my dear Lord this is a better â—…ordial Than all the World câ—… give Tim. False proâ—…d affecâ—…d vaiâ—… fantastick thing Be goâ—…e I would not see thee uâ—…less I were A Basil 〈◊〉 thou â—…st'st that thou art honest of thy Body As if the Body made one honest Thou hast a vile Corrupted filthy mind Mel. I am no Whore as she is Tim. Thou ly'st she 's none But thou aâ—…t one in thy Soul Be gone or thou'â—… prâ—…ke me to do a thing 〈◊〉 And beat thee 〈◊〉 Mel. Farewel Beast Ex. Mâ—…l â—…d Chlo. Evan. Let me kiss thy hand my â—…st Lord If it were possible more 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ever Tim. Let 's now go seek some rest within my Cave If any
us my good Lord. Aelius We are full of shame and guilt Cleon. Pardon us good Alcibiades Thras. We heartily repent Isid. Wee 'l kiss thy feet good Lord. Isan Do with us what thou wilt Alcib You six of the foremost here must meet me In the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 where I 'll order the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 To Assemble all the people And on your Knees present your selves With Halters 'bout your necks Phae. Oh my good Lord Alcib Dispute it not for by the Gods if you Fail in this point I 'll hang ye all Rifle your Houses and extirpate all Your race March on Give order that not a man shall break his ranks Or shall offend the regular course of Justice On penalty of Death March on Ex. Omnes Enter Timon and Evandra coming out of the Cavâ—… Evan. Oh my dear Lord why do you stoop and bend Like Flowers ore-charg'd with dew who 's yielding stalks Cannot support ' em I have a Cordial which Will much revive thy Spirits Tim. No sweet Evandra I have taken the best Cordial Death which now Kindly begins to work about my Vitals I feel him he comforts me at heart Evan. Oh my dear Timon must we then part That I should live to see this fatal day Had death but seiz'd me first I had been happy Tim. My poor Evandra lead me to my Grave Lest Death o'retake me he pursues me hard He 's close upon me 'T is the last office thou Can'st do for Timon Evan. Hard stubborn Heart Wilt thou not break yet Death why art thou coy To me that court thee Tim. Lay me gently down In my last tenement Death 's the truest Friend That will not flatter but deals plainly with us So now my weary Pilgrimage on Earth Is almost fiâ—…isht Now my best Evandra I charge thee by our loves our mutual loves Live and live happy after me and if A thought of Timon comes into thy mind And brings a tear from thee let some diversion Banish it quickly strive to forget me Evan. Oh! Timon Thinkst thou I am such a Coward I will not keep my word Death shall not part us Tim. If thou 'lt not promise me to live I cannot Resign my life in peace I will be with thee After my Death my soul shall follow thee And hover still about thee and guard thee from All harm Evan. Life is the greatest harm when thou art dead Tim. Can'st thou forgive thy Timon who involv'd Thee in his sad Calamities Evan. It is a blessing to share any thing With thee oh thou look'st pale thy countenance changes Oh whither art thou going Tim. To my last home I charge thee live Evandra Thou lov'st me not if thou wilt not obey me Thou only dearest kind constant thing on earth Farewel Dies Evan. He 's gone he 's gone would all the world were so I must make haste or I shall not o're-take Him in his flight Timon I come stay for me Farewel base World Stabs her self Dies Enter Alcibiades Phrinias and Thais his Officers and Souldiers and his Train the Senators The PeÌ„ople by degrees assembling Enter Melissa Mel My Alâ—…ibiades welcome doubly welcome The Joys of Love and Conquest ever bless thee Wonder and terrour of Mankind and Joy Of Woman kind now thy 〈◊〉 happy She has liv'd to see the utmost day she wisht for Her Alcibiades return with Conquest O're this ungrateful City and but that I every day heard thou wert marching hither I had been with thee long e're this Alcib What gay vain prating thing is this Mel. How my Lord do you question who Melissa is And give her such foul Titles Alcib I know Melissa and therefore give her such Titles for when the Senate banisht me She would not see me tho' upon her knees Before she had sworn eternal love to me I see thy snares too plain to be caught now Mel. I ne'r refus'd to see you Heav'n can witness Who ever told you so betray'd me basely Not see you sure there 's not a sight on earth I 'd chuse before you You make me astonish'd Alcib All this you swore to Timon and next day Despis'd him I have been inform'd Of all your falsehood and I hate thee for 't I have Whores good honest faithful Whores Good Antidotes against thy poison Love Thy base false love and tell me is not one Kind faithful loving Whore better than A thousand base ill-natur'd honest Women Mel. I never thought I should have liv'd to hear This from my Alcibiades Alcib Do not weep Since I once lik'd thee I 'll do something for thee I have a Câ—…oral that has serv'd me well I will prefeâ—…â—…ou to him Mel. How have I merited this scorn Farewel I 'll never see you more Exit Alcib I hope you will not Enter Souldiers with drawn Swords haling in Apemantus How now what means this violence 1 Sould. My Lord this snarling Villainous Philosopher With open mouth rail'd at the Army He said the General was a Villain shall we Cut his throat Alcib No! touch him not unhand him Why Apemantus didst thou call me Villain Apem I always speak my thoughts not all The Swords o' th' Army bent against my throat Can fright me from the truth Alcib Why dost thou think I am one Apem. 'T is true this base Town deserves thy scourge And all the Terror and the punishment Thou can'st inflict upon it the deed is good But yet thou dost it ill private revenge Base passion headstrong lust incite thee to it Had they not banish'd thee thou wou'dst have suffer'd Wrong still to prosper and th' insulting Tyrants To thrive swell and grow fat with their oppression And wouldst have join'd in them Alcib Thou rail'st too much for a Philosopher Apem. Nay frown not Lord I fear thee not nor love thee All thy good parts thou drown'st in vice and riot In passion and vain-glory how proud art thou Of all thy Conquests when a poor rabble Of idle Rogues who else had been in Jails Perform'd 'em for thee How false is Souldiers honour With Drums and Trumpets and in the face of day With daring impudence Men go to murther Mankind but in the greatest actions of their Lives The getting men they sneak and hide themselvâ—…â—…'th ' dark I scorn your folly and your madness Alcib Thou art a snarling Cur. 1 Sould. Shall I run him through Alcib Hold. Apem. I fear thee not Alcib My ever honoured Socrates favour'd thee And for his sake I spare thee Apem. How much did Socrates lose his pains in thee Hadst thou observ'd his principles thou 'd'st been honest Enter Nicias Thrafillus Phaeax Isidore Isander Aeliâ—…s and Cleon with Halters about their necks Nicias We come my noble Lord at thy Command And thus we humbly kneel before thy mercy Phae. Spare our lives and wee 'l employ 'em in Thy service worthy Alcibiades Alcib Do you acknowledge you are ungrateful Knaves All. We do Alcib And that you have used me basely