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
all the loathsome and base diseases of Corrupted Nature Pride is most contagious Behold the poorest miserable wretch Which the Sun shines on in the midst of all Diseases rags want infamy and slavery The Fool will find out something to be proud of Aelius This is all railing Apem. When you deserve my precepts you shall have 'em Mean while if I 'll be honest I must rail at you Cleon. Let 's walk hang him hear him not rail Phaeax Our Government is too remiss in suffering the Licence of Philosophers Orators and Poets Apem. Show me a mighty Lordling who 's puft up And swells with the opinion of his greatness He 's an Ass. For why does he respect himself so But to make others do it wretched Ass By the same means he seeks respect he loses it Mean thing does he not play the fool and eat And drink and void his excrements and stink Like other men and die and rot so too What then shou'd it be proud of 'T is a Lord And that 's a word some other men cannot Prefix before their names what then a word That it was born to and then it could not hâ—…lp it Or if made a Lord perhaps it was Enter Timons 3 Servants By blindness or partiality i' th' Government If for desert he loses it in Pride Who ever 's proud of his good deeds performs Them for himself himself shou'd then reward ' em Oh but perhaps he 's rich 'T is a million to one There was villany in the getting of that dirt And he has the Nobility to have knaves for his Ancestors Phaeax Hang thee thou snarling Rascal the Government 's To blame in suffering thee to rail so long Apem. The Government 's to blame in suffering the things I rail at In suffering Judges without Beards or Law Secretaries that Can't write Generals that durst not fight Ambassadors that can't speak sence Block-heads to be great Ministers and Lord it over witty men Suffering great men to sell their Country for filthy bribes Old limping Senators to sell their Souls For vile extortion Matrons to turn incontinent And Magistrates to pimp for their own Daughters Ruine of Orphans treachery murther rapes Incests adulteries and unnatural sins Fill all your dwellings here 's the shame of Government And not my railing Men of hardn'd foreheads And sear'd hearts 'T is a weak and infirm Government That is so froward it cannot bear meâ—… words Aelius Well babling Philosophy call Rascal we shall maâ—… You tremble one day Apem. Never Sordid great man it is not in your power I fear not man no more than I can love him 'T were better for us that wild beasts posseft The Empire of the Earth they 'd use men better Than theâ—… do one another They 'd â—…'re prey On man but for necessâ—…y of Nature Man undoes man in wantonness and sport Bruits are much honester than he my dog When he fawns on me iâ—… no Courtier He is in earnest but a man shall smile And wish my throat cut Cleon. Money of me say'st thou 1 Serv. Yes he saies he 's proud he has occasion to make Use of you Cleon. Is' t come to that Aside Unfortunate man I have not half a Talent by me But here are other Lords can do it I honour him so that if he will I 'll sell my Land for him But prethee excuse me to him I am in great haste At this time Ex. Cleon. 1 Serv. 'T is as I thought How monstrous and deform'd a Thing is base ingratitude Here 's Phaeax My Lord Phaeax Oh! one of Lord Timons men â—… gift I warrant you Why this hits right I dreamt of a silver Bason and Ewer to night How does that honourable compleat Free-hearted Gentleman thy very bountiful good Lord 1 Serv. Well in his health my Lord. Phaeax I am heartily glad what hast thou under thy Cloak honest youth 1 Serv. An empty Box which by my Lords Command I come to entreat your Honour to supply with fifty Talents He has instant need of He bids me say he does not Doubt your friendship Phaeax Hum not doubt it alas good Lord He'â—… a noble Gentleman had he not kept so good a House 'T would have been better I 've often din'd with him And told him of it and come again to Supper for That purpose to have him spend less but 't would not do I â—…m sorry for 't but good Lad thou art hopeful and of Good parts 1 Serv. Your Lordship speaks your pleasure Phaeax A prompt spirit give thee thy due Thou know'st What 's reason And eanst use thy tiâ—…e well if the time use Thee well 'T is no time to lend money Thou art wise Herâ—… money for thee good Lad wink at me and say Thou saw'st me not 1 Serv. Is' t possible the World should differ so And we alive that liv'd in 't Apem. What art thou sent to invite those Knaves again To feast with thy luxurious Lord 1 Serv. No I came to borrow fifty Talents for him And this Lord has given me this to say I did not see him Apem. Is' t come to that already Base slavish Phaeax thou of the Nobility Let molten Coin be thy damnation Phaeax Peace Dog Apem. Thou worse thou trencher fly thou flatterer Thou hast Timons meat still in thy gluttonous paunch And dost deny him money Why should it thrive And turn to nutriment when thou art poison 2 Serv. My noble Lord. Isand Oh how does thy brave Lord my noblest friend 2 Serv. May it please your honour he has sent Isan Hah what has he sent I am so much oblig'd To him he 's ever sending How shall I thank him hah What has he sent 2 Serv. He has sent me to tell you he has occasion To use your friendship he has instant need Of fifty Talents Isan Is that the business hah I know his honour is but merry with me He cannot want as many hundreds 2 Serv. Yes he wants fifty but is assur'd of your Honours Friendship Isan Thou art not sure in earnest 2 Serv. Upon my life I am Isan What an unfortunate Wretch am I to disfurnish My self upon so good a time When I might have shown how much I love And honour him This is the greatest affliction E're fell upon me the Gods can witness for me I was just sending to my Lord my self I have no power to serve him my heart bleeds for 't I hope his honour will conceive the best Beast that I am that the first good occasion Shou'd not be in my power to use I beg A thousand pardons Tell him so Apem. Thou art an excellent Summer friend How often hast thou dipt i' th' dish with him He has been a Father to thee with his purse Supported thyestate when e're thou drink'st His silver kisses thy base Lipâ—… thou rid'st upon His Horses ly'st on his Beds Isan Peace or I 'll knock thy brains out Ex. san 2 Serv. My Lord Thrasillus Thra. He 's comes to borrow I
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