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TIMON TO ALCIBIADES.
Go on,-here's gold,-go on; Be as a planetary plague, when Jove Will o’er some high-vic'd city hang his poison In the sick air: let not thy sword skip one: Pity not honour'd age for his white beard, He's an usurer: Strike me the counterfeit matron: It is her habit only that is honest, Hersell's a bawd: Let not the virgin's cheek Make soft thy trenchant* sword; for those milk paps, That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes, Are not within the leaf of pity writ, Set them down horrible traitors: Spare not the babe, Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhaust their mercy; Think it a bastard, † whom the oracle Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat shall cut, And mince it sans reinorse:1 Swear against objects;$ Put armour on thine ears, and on thine eyes; Whose proof nor yells of mothers, maids, nor babes, Nor sight of priests in boly vestments bleeding, Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay thy soldiers: Make large consusion; and, thy fury spent, Confounded be thysell! Speak not, be gone.
TO THE COURTESANS.
Consumption sow In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp shins, And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's voice, That he may never more false title plead, Nor sound his quillets|| shrilly; hear the flamen, That scolds against the quality of flesh, And not believes himself: down with the nose, Down with it flat; take the bridge quite away Of him, that his particular to foresee, Smells from the general weal: make curl'd-pate ruf
+ An allusion to the tale of Cedipus.
HIS REFLECTIONS ON THE EARTH. That nature, being sick of man's unkindness, Should yet be hungry!-Common mother, thou,
[Digging Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast,* Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle, Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd, Engenders the black toad, and adder blue, The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd wormt With all the abhorred births below crispt heaven Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine; Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate, From forth thy plenteous bosom one poor root! Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, Let it no more bring out ingrateful man! Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears: Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face Hath to the marbled mansion all above Never presented !
-0, a root,-Dear thanks! Dry up thy marrow, vines, and plough-torn leas; Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorish draughts, And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, That from it all consideration slips!
HIS DISCOURSE WITH APEMANTUS. Apem. This is in thee a nature but affected: A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung, From change of fortune. Why this spade? this
* Boundless surface.
Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious strain,
Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself.
trees, That have outliv'd the eagle, page thy heels, And skip when thou point'st out. Will the cold Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste, To cure thy o’ernight's surfeit? call the creatures, Whose naked natures live in all the spite Of wreakful heaven; whose bare unhoused trunks, To the conflicting elements expos'd, Answer mere nature,-bid them flatter thee; O! thou shalt find
Tim. Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender
With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog.
* From infancy.
The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts of
0, thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce
(Looking on the Gold. Twixt natural son and sire; Thou bright defiler Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars!
Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer,
* For touchstone.
TIMON TO THE THIEVES.
1 Thief. We cannot live on grass, on berries,
ON HIS HONEST STEWARD.
+ Compost, manure.