Act 3, Scene 6

Modern spelling. Stage directions omitted.

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FIRST FRIEND

The good time of day to you, sir.

SECOND FRIEND

I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord did but try us this other day.

FIRST FRIEND

Upon that were my thoughts tiring when we encountered. I hope it is not so low with him as he made it seem in the trial of his several friends.

SECOND FRIEND

It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.

FIRST FRIEND

I should think so. He sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear.

SECOND FRIEND

In like manner was I in debt to my importunate business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was out.

FIRST FRIEND

I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go.

SECOND FRIEND

Every man here’s so. What would he have borrowed you?

FIRST FRIEND

A thousand pieces.

SECOND FRIEND

A thousand pieces!

FIRST FRIEND

What of you?

SECOND FRIEND

He sent to me, sir—here he comes.

TIMON

With all my heart, gentlemen both! And how fare you?

FIRST FRIEND

Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship.

SECOND FRIEND

The swallow follows not summer more willing than we your lordship.

TIMON

Nor more willingly leaves winter, such summer birds are men. Gentlemen, our dinner will not recompense this long stay. Feast your ears with the music awhile, if they will fare so harshly o’ th’ trumpet’s sound; we shall to’t .

FIRST FRIEND

I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship that I returned you an empty messenger.

TIMON

O, sir, let it not trouble you.

SECOND FRIEND

My noble lord—

TIMON

Ah, my good friend, what cheer?

SECOND FRIEND

My most honourable lord, I am sick of shame that when your lordship this other day sent to me I was so unfortunate a beggar.

TIMON

Think not on’t, sir.

SECOND FRIEND

If you had sent but two hours before—

TIMON

Let it not cumber your better remembrance.

TIMON

Come, bring in all together.

SECOND FRIEND

All covered dishes!

FIRST FRIEND

Royal cheer, I warrant you.

THIRD FRIEND

Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield it.

FIRST FRIEND

How do you? What’s the news?

THIRD FRIEND

Alcibiades is banished. Hear you of it?

FIRST AND SECOND FRIENDS

Alcibiades banished?

THIRD FRIEND

so, be sure of it.

FIRST FRIEND

How, how?

SECOND FRIEND

I pray you, upon what?

TIMON

My worthy friends, will you draw near?

THIRD FRIEND

I’ll tell you more . Here’s a noble feast toward.

SECOND FRIEND

This is the old man still.

THIRD FRIEND

Will’t hold, will’t hold?

SECOND FRIEND

It does, but time will—and so—

THIRD FRIEND

I do conceive.

TIMON

Each man to his stool with that spur as he would to the lip of his mistress. Your diet shall be in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let the meat cool we can agree upon the first place. Sit, sit. The gods require our thanks:
You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with thankfulness. For your own gifts make yourselves praised, but reserve still to give, lest your deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that one need not lend to another; for, were your godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the gods. Make the meat be beloved more than the man that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without a score of villains. If there sit twelve women at the table, let a dozen of them be as they are. The rest of your foes, O gods, the senators of Athens, together with the common lag of people, what is amiss in them, you gods, make suitable for destruction. For these my present friends, as they are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to nothing are they welcome.
Uncover, dogs, and lap.

SOME SPEAK

What does his lordship mean?

SOME OTHER

I know not.

TIMON

May you a better feast never behold,
You knot of mouth-friends! Smoke and lukewarm water
Is your perfection. This is Timon’s last,
Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries,
Washes it off and sprinkles in your faces
Your reeking villainy.

TIMON

Live loathed, and long,
Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites,
Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,
You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time’s flies,
Cap-and-knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks!
Of man and beast the infinite malady
Crust you quite ! What, go?
Soft! Take physic first; too, and !
Stay, I will lend money, borrow none.

TIMON

What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast
Whereat a villain’s not a welcome guest.
Burn, house! Sink Athens! Henceforth hated be
Of Timon man and all humanity!

FIRST FRIEND

How now, my lords?

SECOND FRIEND

Know you the quality of Lord Timon’s fury?

THIRD FRIEND

Push! Did you see my cap?

FOURTH FRIEND

I have lost my gown.

FIRST FRIEND

He’s but a mad lord, and nought but humours 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?

THIRD FRIEND

Did you see my cap?