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And try the argument of hearts by borrowing,
Assurance bless your thoughts!
Flam. As you have said, my lord.
I have been bold
Is't true? can it be?
And so, intending other serious matters,
You gods, reward them!
these fellows, To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think, That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. Flav. I would, I could not think it; That thought is
bounty's foe; Being free itself, it thinks all others so. [Exeunt. SCENE I. The same. A Room in Lucullus' House.
FLAMINIUS waiting. Enter a Servant to him. Serv. I have told my lord of you, he is coming down to you. Flam. I thank you, sir.
Enter LUCULLUS. Serv. Here's my lord.
Lucul. [Aside) One of lord Timon's men? a gift, I warrant. . Why, this bits right; I dreamt of a silver bason and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest Flaminius; you are very respectively welcome, sir.-Fill me some wine.-[Exit Servant] And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord and master?
Flam. His health is well, sir.
Lucul. I am right glad that his health is well, sir: And what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?
Flam. 'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; which, in my lord's behalf, I come to entreat your bonour to
supply; who, having great and instant occasion to use fifiy talents, hath sent to your lordship to furnish him; nothing doubting your present assistance therein.
Lucul. La, la, la, la,-nothing doubting, says he? alas, good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not keep so good a house. Many a time and often I have dined with him, and told him on't; and come again to supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less: and yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning, by my coming. Every man has his fault, and honesty is his; I have told him op't, but I could never get him from it.
Re-enter Servant, with Wine.
Lucul. Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee.
Flam. Your lordship speaks your pleasure.
Lucul. I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt spirit,-give thee thy due,—and one that knows what belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in thee.-Get you gone, sirrah. [To the Servant, who goes out]-Draw nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a bountiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou knowest well enouglı, although thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend money; especially upon 'bare friendship, without security. Here's three solidares for thee; good boy, wink at me, and say, thou saw'st me not. Fare thee well.
Flam. Is't possible, the world should so much differ; And we alive, that liv'd? Fly, damned baseness, To him that worships thee. (Throwing the Money away.
Lucul. Ha! Now I see, thou art å fool, and fit för thy master.
[Exit Lucullus. °Flam. May these add to the number that may scald Let molten coin be thy damnation,
(thee! Thou disease of a friend, and not himself! Has friendship such a faint and milky heart, It turns in less than two nights? O you gods, I feel my master's passion! This slave
Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him :
SCENE II. The same. A public Place.
Enter Lucius, with three Strangers. Luc. Who, the lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman.
1 Stran. We know him for no less, though we are but strangers to him. But I can tell you ove thing, my Jord, and which I hear from common rumours; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past, and his estate shrinks from him.
Luc. Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.
2 Stran. But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, one of his men was with the lord Lucullus, to borrow so many talenls; nay, urged extremely for't, and showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied.
Luc. What a strange case was that? now, before the gods, I am ashamed on't. Denied that honourable man? there was very little honour show'd in it. For my own part, I must needs confess, I have received some small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels, and such like trifles, nothing comparing to his; yet, had he mistook him, and sent to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.
Enter SERVILIUS. Ser. See, by good bap, yonder's my lord; I have sweat to see his honour.---My honoured lord -- [To Lucius.
Luc. Servilius!, you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well :-Commend me to thy honourable-virtuous lord, my very exquisite friend. .