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THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS Page: 49
I must needs say you have a little fault.
Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish I
You take much pains to mend.
BOTH.
Beseech your honour
To make it known to us.
TIMON.
You'll take it ill.
BOTH.
Most thankfully, my lord.
TIMON.
Will you indeed?
BOTH.
Doubt it not, worthy lord.
TIMON.
There's never a one of you but trusts a knave
That mightily deceives you.
BOTH.
Do we, my lord?
TIMON.
Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dissemble,
Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him,
Keep in your bosom; yet remain assur'd
That he's a made-up villain.
PAINTER.
I know not such, my lord.
POET.
Nor I.
TIMON.
Look you, I love you well; I'll give you gold,
Rid me these villains from your companies.
Hang them or stab them, drown them in a draught,
Confound them by some course, and come to me,
I'll give you gold enough.
BOTH.
Name them, my lord; let's know them.
TIMON.
You that way, and you this, but two in company;
Each man apart, all single and alone,
Yet an arch-villain keeps him company.
[To the PAINTER.]
If, where thou art, two villians shall not be,
Come not near him.
[To the POET.]
If thou wouldst not reside
But where one villain is, then him abandon.
Hence! pack! there's gold; you came for gold, ye slaves.
[To the PAINTER.]
You have work for me; there's payment; hence!
[To the POET.]
You are an alchemist; make gold of that.
Out, rascal dogs!
[Beats them out and then returns to his cave.]
[Enter FLAVIUS and two SENATORS.]
FLAVIUS.
It is vain that you would speak with Timon;
For he is set so only to himself
That nothing but himself, which looks like man,
Is friendly with him.
FIRST SENATOR.
Bring us to his cave.
It is our part and promise to the Athenians
To speak with Timon.
SECOND SENATOR.
At all times alike
Men are not still the same; 'twas time and griefs
That fram'd him thus. Time, with his fairer hand,
Offering the fortunes of his former days,
The former man may make him. Bring us to him,
And chance it as it may.
FLAVIUS.
Here is his cave.
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