Music. Servants attending. Enter Lucullus and
Lucius, Sempronius and Ventidius, at several doors,
senators and lords
The good time of day to you, sir.
I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord
did but try us this other day.
try (v.) 2
put to the test, test the goodness [of]
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.
It should not be, by the persuasion of his new
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.
In like manner was I in debt to my importunate
constrained by necessity, under obligation
business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am sorry,
when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was
I am sick of that grief too, as I understand
how all things go.
Every man here's so. What would he have
borrowed of you?
A thousand pieces.
A thousand pieces?
What of you?
He sent to me, sir –
Enter Timon and attendants
Here he comes.
With all my heart, gentlemen both! And how fare
Ever at the best, hearing well of your
The swallow follows not summer more willing
than we your lordship.
Nor more willingly leaves winter. Such
summer birds are men. (To them) 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 presently.
I hope it remains not unkindly with your
lordship that I returned you an empty messenger.
O sir, let it not trouble you.
My noble lord –
Ah, my good friend, what cheer?
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.
Think not on't, sir.
If you had sent but two hours before –
Let it not cumber your better remembrance.
The banquet is brought in
Come, bring in all together.
All covered dishes.
Royal cheer, I warrant you.
Doubt not that, if money and the season
can yield it.
How do you? What's the news?
Alcibiades is banished. Hear you of it?
LUCULLUS and LUCIUS
'Tis so, be sure of it.
I pray you, upon what?
My worthy friends, will you draw near?
I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast
This is the old man still.
Will't hold? Will't hold?
It does; but time will – and so –
I do conceive.
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
such as would be found in the City [of London]; formal
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
fee (n.) 4
dependent creature, beneficiary, vassal
Senators of Athens, together with the common leg 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
Uncover, dogs, and lap.
The dishes are uncovered and seen to be full of warm
water and stones
What does his lordship mean?
I know not.
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.
He throws the water in their faces
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 o'er! What, dost thou go?
Soft, take thy physic first. Thou too, and thou.
Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.
He throws the stones at them, and drives them out
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.
Enter lords and senators
How now, my lords?
Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?
Push! Did you see my cap?
I have lost my gown.
He's but a mad lord, and naught 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?
Did you see my cap?
Here lies my gown.
Let's make no stay.
Lord Timon's mad.
I feel't upon my bones.
One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones.