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I Sen.

Tim. But yet I love my country; and am not
One that rejoices in the common wreck,
As common bruit doth put it.

That's well spoke. Tim. Commend me to my loving countrymen,· Sen. These words become your lips as they pass

through them. 2 Sen. And enter in our ears, like great triumphers In their applauding gates. Tim.

Commend me to them; And tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, Their pangs of love, with other incident throes That nature's fragile vessel doth fustain In life's uncertain voyage, I wiil some kindness do them : I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath.

2 Sen. I like this well, he will return again.

Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my close,
That mine own use invites me to cut down,
And shortly must I fell it; Tell my friends,
Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree,
From high to low throughout, that whoso please
To stop affliction, let him take his halte,
Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe,
And hang himself :--) pray you, do my greeting.
Flav. Trouble him no further, thus you still thall find

him.
Tim. Come not to me again : but fay to Athens,
Timon hath made his everlasting mansion
Upon the beached verge of the falt flood;
Which once a day with his embossed froth
The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come,
And let my grave-Itone be your oracle.--
Lips, let four words go by, and language end :

What

What is amiss, plague and infection mend !
Graves only be men's works; and death their gain !
Sun, hide thy beams ! Timon hath done his reign.

[Exit Timon. 1 Sen. His discontents are unremoveably Coupled to nature.

2 Sen. Our hope in him is dead : let us return,
And strain what other means is left unto us
In our dear peril.
I Sen.
It requires swift foot.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.

The Walls of Athens.

Ènter two Senators, and a Messenger.
Sen. Thou hast painfully discover'd; are his files
As full as thy report ?
Me.

I have spoke the least :
Besides his expedition promises
Present approach.

2 Sen. We stand much hazard, if they bring not Ti.

mon.

Mell. I met a courier, one mine ancient friend Whom, though in general part we were oppos’d, Yet our old love made a particular force, And made us speak like friends:--this man was riding From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, With letters of entreaty, which imported His fellowship i’the cause against your city, In part for his fake mov’d.

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Enter Senators from Timon. I Sen.

Here come our brothers. 2 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect.The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring Doth choke the air with dust: In, and prepare; Ours is the fall, I fear, our foes the fnare. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

The Woods. Timon's Cave, and a tomb-fione seen.

Enter a Soldier, seeking Timon. Sol. By all description this should be the place. Who's here? speak, ho!—No answer?-What is this? Timon is dead, who hath out-stretch'd his fpan : Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a man. Dead, sure; and this his grave. What's on this tomb I cannot read; the character I'll take with wax : Our captain hath in every figure skill ; An aged interpreter, though young in days : Before proud Athens he's fet down by this, Whose fall the mark of his ambition is,

[Exit.

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Trumpets found. Enter ALCIBIADES, and Forces. Alcib. Sound to this coward and lascivious town Our terrible approach.

[A parley founded.

Enter Senators on the Walls.

Till now you have gone on, and fill’d the time
With all licentious measure, making your wills
The scope of justice; till now, myself, and such
As slept within the shadow of your power,
Have wander'd with our travers’d arms, and breath'd
Our sufferance vainly : Now the time is flush,
When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong,
Cries, of itself, No more : now breathless wrong
Shall fit and pant in your great chairs of ease ;
And pursy infolence shall break his wind,
With fear, and horrid Aight.
I Sen.

Noble, and young,
When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit,
Ere thou hadît power, or we had cause of fear,
We sent to thee; to give thy rages balm,
To wipe out our ingratitude with loves
Above their quantity.

So did we woo
Transformed Timon to our city's love,
By humble message, and by promis'd means ;
We were not all unkind, nor all deserye
The common stroke of war.

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2 Sen.

I Sen.

i Sen.

These walls of ours
Were not erected by their hands, from whom
You have receiv'd your griefs : nor are they such,
That these great towers, trophies, and schools should fall
For private faults in them.
2 Sen.

Nor are they living,
Who were the motives that you first went out;
Shame, that they wanted cunning, in excess
Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord,
Into our city with thy banners spread :
By decimation, and a tithed death,
(If thy revenges hunger for that food,
Which nature loaths,) take thou the destin'd tenth;
And by the hazard of the spotted die,
Let die the spotted.
i Sen.

All have not offended;
For those that were, it is not square, to take,
On those that are, revenges: crimes, like lands,
Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman,
Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage :
Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin,
Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall
With those that have offended : like a shepherd,
Approach the fold, and cull the infected forth,
But kill not all together.
2 Sen.

What thou wilt,
Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile,
Than hew to’t with thy (word.
i Sen.

Set but thy foot
Against our rampir'd gates, and they shall ope;
So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before,
To say, thou'lt enter friendly.
2 Sen.

Throw thy glove,
Or any token of thine honour else,

That

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