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1

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

7

Ay, that's well known:
But what particular rarity? what strange,
Which manifold record not matches? See,
Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power
Hath conjured to attend. I know the merchant.

2

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

146

This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature,
By night frequents my house. I am a man
That from my first have been inclined to thrift;
And my estate deserves an heir more raised
Than one which holds a trencher.

3

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

177

This gentleman of mine hath served me long:
To build his fortune I will strain a little,
For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter:
What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise,
And make him weigh with her.

4

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.

5

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

229

Thou know'st I do: I call'd thee by thy name.

6

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

242

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

7

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

248

So thou apprehendest it: take it for thy labour.

8

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

261

Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou
hast feigned him a worthy fellow.

9

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!

10

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

277

Traffic's thy god; and thy god confound thee!

11

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

314

No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy
requests to thy friend.

12

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Apemantus

378

I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I should
ne'er flatter thee. O you gods, what a number of
men eat Timon, and he sees 'em not! It grieves me
to see so many dip their meat in one man's blood;
and all the madness is, he cheers them up too.
I wonder men dare trust themselves with men:
Methinks they should invite them without knives;
Good for their meat, and safer for their lives.
There's much example for't; the fellow that sits
next him now, parts bread with him, pledges the
breath of him in a divided draught, is the readiest
man to kill him: 't has been proved. If I were a
huge man, I should fear to drink at meals;
Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes:
Great men should drink with harness on their throats.

13

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!

14

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Cupid

464

Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all
That of his bounties taste! The five best senses
Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely
To gratulate thy plenteous bosom: th' ear,
Taste, touch and smell, pleased from thy tale rise;
They only now come but to feast thine eyes.

15

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Timon

584

I take all and your several visitations
So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give;
Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,
And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,
Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich;
It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living
Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands thou hast
Lie in a pitch'd field.

16

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

Apemantus

620

So:
Thou wilt not hear me now; thou shalt not then:
I'll lock thy heaven from thee.
O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!

17

Timon of Athens
[II, 2]

Apemantus

735

Dost dialogue with thy shadow?

18

Timon of Athens
[II, 2]

Timon

865

Come, sermon me no further:
No villanous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart;
Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.
Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack,
To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy heart;
If I would broach the vessels of my love,
And try the argument of hearts by borrowing,
Men and men's fortunes could I frankly use
As I can bid thee speak.

19

Timon of Athens
[III, 1]

Lucullus

946

[Aside] One of Lord Timon's men? a gift, I
warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver
basin and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest
Flaminius; you are very respectively welcome, sir.
Fill me some wine.
[Exit Servants]
And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted
gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord
and master?

20

Timon of Athens
[III, 1]

Lucullus

956

I am right glad that his health is well, sir: and
what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?