But Timon of Athens, by William Shakespeare: Presented by Paul W. Collins, .. Alcibiades sits with Timon at the head table, and many of Athens' most. TIMON OF ATHENS. Shakespeare's Pessimistic Tragedy. By Rolf Soellner. With a Stage History by Gary Jay Williams. Perhaps the most. In Timon of Athens, Lord Timon discovers the limits of wealth and friendship. He spends freely on others and hosts banquets for many guests. Despite his.
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Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet served in; FLAVIUS and others attending; then enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords, Senators, and VENTIDIUS. Free PDF, epub, Kindle ebook. Timon of Athens is a play about the fortunes of an Athenian named Timon (and probably influenced by the philosopher of the. Timon of Athens. With one man becken'd from the reſt below,. | Ioyne with meto forbid him her reſort,. Bowing his head againſt the fleepy Mount. My ſelfe hauc.
Poet Upon the heels of my presentment, sir. Enter a Servant to him Servant I have told my lord of you; he is coming down to you. Trumpets sound. I know the merchant. Characters in the Play.
Timon , a noble Athenian. Apemantus , a Cynic philosopher. Alcibiades , an Athenian Captain. Senators and Lords of Athens. Caphis , servant to a Senator. A Poet.
Three Strangers , one called Hostilius. Banditti , theives. Soldiers, Servants, Messengers, Attendants, Musicians.
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Scene 1 Scene 2 Scene 3 Scene 4. Merchant A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were, To an untirable and continuate goodness: He passes. I have a jewel here-- Merchant O, pray, let's see't: If he will touch the estimate: Looking at the jewel. Trumpets sound.
Hautboys playing loud music. He is gone happy, and has left me rich: Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound To your free heart, I do return those talents, Doubled with thanks and service, from whose help I derived liberty. I gave it freely ever; and there's none Can truly say he gives, if he receives: If our betters play at that game, we must not dare To imitate them; faults that are rich are fair.
Re-enter Cupid with a mask of Ladies as Amazons, with lutes in their hands, dancing and playing. The Lords rise from table, with much adoring of TIMON; and to show their loves, each singles out an Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a lofty strain or two to the hautboys, and cease.
A Senator's house. Enter Senator, with papers in his hand Senator And late, five thousand: Still in motion Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not. If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog, And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold.
If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon, Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight, And able horses.
No porter at his gate, But rather one that smiles and still invites All that pass by. It cannot hold: Caphis, ho! Caphis, I say! What shall be done? I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting. Fie, fie, fie, fie!
A room in Lucullus' house. Enter a Servant to him Servant I have told my lord of you; he is coming down to you.
First Stranger We know him for no less, though we are but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours: Second Stranger But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow so many talents, nay, urged extremely for't and showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied.
Second Stranger I tell you, denied, my lord. Denied that honourable man! For my own part, I must needs confess, I have received some small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels and such-like trifles, nothing comparing to his; yet, had he mistook him and sent to me, I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.
Servant My lord, They have all been touch'd and found base metal, for They have au denied him.
Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him? And does he send to me? It shows but little love or judgment in him: Must I be his last refuge! His friends, like physicians, Thrive, give him over: 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? 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. Painter I know them both; th' other's a jeweller. Merchant O, 'tis a worthy lord.
Jeweller Nay, that's most fix'd. Merchant A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were, To an untirable and continuate goodness: He passes. I have a jewel here-- Merchant O, pray, let's see't: If he will touch the estimate: Looking at the jewel Jeweller And rich: Painter You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet A thing slipp'd idly from me.
Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourish'd: What have you there?