Tim I.ii.132 | [Apemantus to himself, of the masque] Like madness is the glory of this life / As this pomp shows to a little oil and root [i.e. compared to my poor meal] |
Tim I.ii.70 | [Apemantus' grace] Rich men sin, and I eat root |
Tim IV.iii.23 | [Timon alone] Earth, yield me roots |