Timon of Athens by William Shakespeare (epub e reader txt) 📕

this honourable lord did but try us this other day. First Lord 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 Lord It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting. First Lord I should think so: he hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear. Second Lord 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 Lord I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go. Second Lord Every man here’s so. What would he have borrowed of you? First Lord A thousand pieces. Second Lord A thousand pieces! First Lord What of you? Second Lord He sent to me, sir⁠—Here he comes. Enter Timon and Attendants. Timon With all my heart, gentlemen both; and how fare you? First Lord Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship. Second Lord The swallow follows not summer more willing than we your lordship. Timon Aside. 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’ the trumpet’s sound; we shall to’t presently. First Lord 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 Lord My noble lord⁠— Timon Ah, my good friend, what cheer? Second Lord My most honourable lord, I am e’en 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 Lord If you had sent but two hours before⁠— Timon Let it not cumber your better remembrance. The banquet brought in. Come, bring in all together. Second Lord All covered dishes! First Lord Royal cheer, I warrant you. Third Lord Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield it. First Lord How do you? What’s the news? Third Lord Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it? First Lord
Second Lord Alcibiades banished! Third Lord ’Tis so, be sure of it. First Lord How! how! Second Lord I pray you, upon what? Timon My worthy friends, will you draw near? Third Lord I’ll tell you more anon. Here’s a noble feast toward. Second Lord This is the old man still. Third Lord Will’t hold? will’t hold? Second Lord It does: but time will⁠—and so⁠— Third Lord 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 ere 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 fees, 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.