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1

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

30

A thing slipp'd idly from me.
Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes
From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
Provokes itself and like the current flies
Each bound it chafes. What have you there?

2

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

80

Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill
Feign'd Fortune to be throned: the base o' the mount
Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures,
That labour on the bosom of this sphere
To propagate their states: amongst them all,
Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd,
One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame,
Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her;
Whose present grace to present slaves and servants
Translates his rivals.

3

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

90

'Tis conceived to scope.
This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, methinks,
With one man beckon'd from the rest below,
Bowing his head against the sleepy mount
To climb his happiness, would be well express'd
In our condition.

4

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

161

Therefore he will be, Timon:
His honesty rewards him in itself;
It must not bear my daughter.

5

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

170

If in her marriage my consent be missing,
I call the gods to witness, I will choose
Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world,
And dispossess her all.

6

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

174

How shall she be endow'd,
if she be mated with an equal husband?

7

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

217

Look, who comes here: will you be chid?

8

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

222

Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow;
When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves honest.

9

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

235

Right, if doing nothing be death by the law.

10

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

242

Thy mother's of my generation: what's she, if I be a dog?

11

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

264

Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy
labour: he that loves to be flattered is worthy o'
the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord!

12

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

272

That I had no angry wit to be a lord.
Art not thou a merchant?

13

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

289

So, so, there!
Aches contract and starve your supple joints!
That there should be small love 'mongst these
sweet knaves,
And all this courtesy! The strain of man's bred out
Into baboon and monkey.

14

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

303

Time to be honest.

15

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Apemantus

395

Flow this way! A brave fellow! he keeps his tides
well. Those healths will make thee and thy state
look ill, Timon. Here's that which is too weak to
be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire:
This and my food are equals; there's no odds:
Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods.
Apemantus' grace.
Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man but myself:
Grant I may never prove so fond,
To trust man on his oath or bond;
Or a harlot, for her weeping;
Or a dog, that seems a-sleeping:
Or a keeper with my freedom;
Or my friends, if I should need 'em.
Amen. So fall to't:
Rich men sin, and I eat root.
[Eats and drinks]
Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus!

16

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Timon

416

You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than a
dinner of friends.

17

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Timon

426

O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods
themselves have provided that I shall have much help
from you: how had you been my friends else? why
have you that charitable title from thousands, did
not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told
more of you to myself than you can with modesty
speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm
you. O you gods, think I, what need we have any
friends, if we should ne'er have need of 'em? they
were the most needless creatures living, should we
ne'er have use for 'em, and would most resemble
sweet instruments hung up in cases that keep their
sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished
myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
are born to do benefits: and what better or
properer can we can our own than the riches of our
friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have
so many, like brothers, commanding one another's
fortunes! O joy, e'en made away ere 't can be born!
Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks: to
forget their faults, I drink to you.

18

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Timon

462

I pray, let them be admitted.

19

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Flavius

511

Yes, my lord. More jewels yet!
There is no crossing him in 's humour;
[Aside]
Else I should tell him,—well, i' faith I should,
When all's spent, he 'ld be cross'd then, an he could.
'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind,
That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind.

20

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

First Lord

519

Where be our men?