Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1607 [c.1606-c.1608] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 510 words
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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' th' mire: This and my food are equals, there's no odds, Feasts are to proud to give thanks to the Gods. 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 asleeping, Or a keeper with my freedom, Or my friends if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall too't: Rich-men sin, and I eat root. Much good dyke thy good heart, Apermantus Captain, Alcibiades, your hearts in the field now. My heart is ever at your service, my Lord. You had rather be at a breakfast of Enemies, than a dinner of Friends. So they were bleeding new my Lord, there's no meat like 'em, I could wish my best friend at such a Feast. Would all those Flatterers were thine Enemies then, that then thou mightst kill 'em: & bid me to 'em. Might we but have that happiness my Lord, that you would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. Oh no doubt my good Friends, but the Gods themselves have provided that I shall have much help from you: how had you been my Friends else. Why have you that charitable title from thousands? Did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told more of you to myself, than you can with modesty speak in your own behalf. And thus far I confirm you. Oh you Gods (think I,) what need we have any Friends; if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless Creatures living; should we ne'er have use for 'em? And would most resemble sweet Instruments hung up in Cases, that keeps there sounds to themselves. Why I have often wished myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you: we are borne to do benefits. And what better or properer can we call our own, than the richer of our Friends? Oh what a precious comfort 'tis, to have so many like Brother's commanding one another's Fortunes. Oh joys, e'en made away ere't can be borne: mine eyes cannot hold out water me thinks. to forget their Faults. I drink to you. Thou weep'st to make them drink, Timon. joy had the like conception in our eyes, And at that instant, like a babe sprung up. Ho, ho: I laugh to think that babe a bastard. I promise you my Lord you moved me much. Much. What means that Trump? How now? Please you my Lord, there are certain Ladies Most desirous of admittance. Ladies? what are their wills? There comes with them a forerunner my Lord, which bears that office, to signify their pleasures.
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Flow this way? A braue fellow. He keepes his tides well, thoſe healths will make thee and thy ſtate looke ill, Timon. Heere's that which is too weake to be a ſinner, Honeſt water, which nere left man i' th' mire: This and my food are equals, there's no ods, Feaſts are to proud to giue thanks to the Gods. Immortall Gods, I craue no pelfe, I pray for no man but my ſelfe, Graunt I may neuer proue ſo fond, To truſt man on his Oath or Bond. Or a Harlot for her weeping, Or a Dogge that ſeemes aſleeping, Or a keeper with my freedome, Or my friends if I ſhould need 'em. Amen. So fall too't: Richmen ſin, and I eat root. Much good dich thy good heart, Apermantus Captaine, Alcibiades, your hearts in the field now. My heart is euer at your ſeruice, my Lord. You had rather be at a breakefaſt of Enemies, then a dinner of Friends. So they were bleeding new my Lord, there's no meat like 'em, I could wiſh my beſt friend at ſuch a Feaſt. Would all thoſe Flatterers were thine Enemies then, that then thou might'ſt kill 'em: & bid me to 'em. Might we but haue that happineſſe my Lord, that you would once vſe our hearts, whereby we might expreſſe ſome part of our zeales, we ſhould thinke our ſelues for euer perfect. Oh no doubt my good Friends, but the Gods themſelues haue prouided that I ſhall haue much helpe from you: how had you beene my Friends elſe. Why haue you that charitable title from thouſands? Did not you chiefely belong to my heart? I haue told more of you to my ſelfe, then you can with modeſtie ſpeake in your owne behalfe. And thus farre I confirme you. Oh you Gods (thinke I,) what need we haue any Friends; if we ſhould nere haue need of' em? They were the moſt needleſſe Creatures liuing; ſhould we nere haue vſe for 'em? And would moſt reſemble ſweete Inſtruments hung vp in Caſes, that keepes there ſounds to themſelues. Why I haue often wiſht my ſelfe poorer, that I might come neerer to you: we are borne to do benefits. And what better or properer can we call our owne, then the richer of our Friends? Oh what a pretious comfort 'tis, to haue ſo many like Brothers commanding one anothers Fortunes. Oh ioyes, e'ne made away er't can be borne: mine eies cannot hold out wateme thinks▪ to forget their Faults. I drinke to you. Thou weep'ſt to make them drinke, Timon. Ioy had the like conception in our eies, And at that inſtant, like a babe ſprung vp. Ho, ho: I laugh to thinke that babe a baſtard. I promiſe you my Lord you mou'd me much. Much. What meanes that Trumpe? How now? Pleaſe you my Lord, there are certaine Ladies Moſt deſirous of admittance. Ladies? what are their wils? There comes with them a fore-runner my Lord, which beares that office, to ſignifie their pleaſures.