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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]

Poet

37

Upon the heels of my presentment, sir.
Let's see your piece.

3

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

56

You see this confluence, this great flood
of visitors.
I have, in this rough work, shaped out a man,
Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug
With amplest entertainment: my free drift
Halts not particularly, but moves itself
In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice
Infects one comma in the course I hold;
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,
Leaving no tract behind.

4

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

67

I will unbolt to you.
You see how all conditions, how all minds,
As well of glib and slippery creatures as
Of grave and austere quality, tender down
Their services to Lord Timon: his large fortune
Upon his good and gracious nature hanging
Subdues and properties to his love and tendance
All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-faced flatterer
To Apemantus, that few things loves better
Than to abhor himself: even he drops down
The knee before him, and returns in peace
Most rich in Timon's nod.

5

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Apemantus

307

Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat fools.

6

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.

7

Timon of Athens
[I, 2]

First Lord

473

You see, my lord, how ample you're beloved.
[Music. Re-enter Cupid with a mask of Ladies]
as Amazons, with lutes in their hands,
dancing and playing]

8

Timon of Athens
[II, 2]

Timon

725

Do so, my friends. See them well entertain'd.

9

Timon of Athens
[II, 2]

Fool

752

She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens
as you are. Would we could see you at Corinth!

10

Timon of Athens
[III, 1]

Lucullus

995

Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master.

11

Timon of Athens
[III, 2]

Servilius

1035

See, by good hap, yonder's my lord;
I have sweat to see his honour. My honoured lord,—

12

Timon of Athens
[III, 2]

First Stranger

1079

Why, this is the world's soul; and just of the
same piece
Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him
His friend that dips in the same dish? for, in
My knowing, Timon has been this lord's father,
And kept his credit with his purse,
Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money
Has paid his men their wages: he ne'er drinks,
But Timon's silver treads upon his lip;
And yet—O, see the monstrousness of man
When he looks out in an ungrateful shape!—
He does deny him, in respect of his,
What charitable men afford to beggars.

13

Timon of Athens
[III, 3]

Sempronius

1116

How! have they denied him?
Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him?
And does he send to me? Three? hum!
It shows but little love or judgment in him:
Must I be his last refuge! His friends, like
physicians,
Thrive, give him over: must I take the cure upon me?
Has much disgraced me in't; I'm angry at him,
That might have known my place: I see no sense for't,
But his occasion might have woo'd me first;
For, in my conscience, I was the first man
That e'er received gift from him:
And does he think so backwardly of me now,
That I'll requite its last? No:
So it may prove an argument of laughter
To the rest, and 'mongst lords I be thought a fool.
I'ld rather than the worth of thrice the sum,
Had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake;
I'd such a courage to do him good. But now return,
And with their faint reply this answer join;
Who bates mine honour shall not know my coin.

14

Timon of Athens
[III, 6]

Third Lord

1551

Push! did you see my cap?

15

Timon of Athens
[III, 6]

First Lord

1553

He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour sways him.
He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now he has
beat it out of my hat: did you see my jewel?

16

Timon of Athens
[III, 6]

Third Lord

1556

Did you see my cap?

17

Timon of Athens
[IV, 2]

Third Servant

1626

Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery;
That see I by our faces; we are fellows still,
Serving alike in sorrow: leak'd is our bark,
And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck,
Hearing the surges threat: we must all part
Into this sea of air.

18

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Alcibiades

1752

I see them now; then was a blessed time.

19

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Timon

1853

If I hope well, I'll never see thee more.

20

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Apemantus

2053

Yonder comes a poet and a painter: the plague of
company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it
and give way: when I know not what else to do, I'll
see thee again.