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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 bebalf, I come to entreat your bonour to
supply; who, having great and instant occasion to use fifly 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 on't, but I could never get bim 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 enough, 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 a 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
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 bave 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.
Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent
Luc. Ha! wbat has he sent? I am so much endeared to that Jord; he's ever sending: How shall I thank him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now?
Ser. He has only sent his present occasion now, my lord; requesting your lordship to supply his instant use with so many talents.
Luc. I know, his lordship is but merry with me; He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents.
Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my lord.
Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius?
Luc. What a wicked beast was I, to disfurnish myself against such a good time, when I might have shown myself honourable! how unluckily it happened, that I should purchase the day before for a little part, and undo a great deal of honour!--Servilius, now before the gods, I am not able to do't; the more beast, I say: -I was sending to use lord Timon myself, these gentlemen can witness; but I would not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done it now. Commend me bountifully to bis good lordship; and I hope his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind :-And tell him this from me, I count it one of my greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him?
Ser. Yes, sir, I shall.
(Exit Servilius. True, as you said, Timon is shrunk, indeed; And he, that's once denied, will hardly speed
'[Exit Lucius. 1 Ștran. Do you observe this, Hostilius ? 2 Stran. Ay, too well.
1 Stran. Why this
My knowing, Timon has been this lord's father,
3 Stran. Religion groans at it.
For mine own part,
O my lord,
How! have they denied him? Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him? And does he send to me? Three? Humph!It shows but little love or judgment in him. Must I be his last refuge? His friends, like physicians,