The Life of Timon of Athens: ACT II
Introduction ACT I ACT II SCENE I. A Senator's house. SCENE II. The same. A hall in Timon's house. ACT III ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE I. A Senator's house. Enter Senator, with papers in his hand Senator       And late, five thousand: to Varro and to Isidore       He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum,       Which makes it five and twenty. Still in motion       Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not. 5     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, 10    And able horses. No porter at his gate,       But rather one that smiles and still invites       All that pass by. It cannot hold: no reason       Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho!       Caphis, I say! Enter CAPHIS CAPHIS 15    Here, sir; what is your pleasure? Senator       Get on your cloak, and haste you to Lord Timon;       Importune him for my moneys; be not ceased       With slight denial, nor then silenced when--       'Commend me to your master'--and the cap 20    Plays in the right hand, thus: but tell him,       My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn       Out of mine own; his days and times are past       And my reliances on his fracted dates       Have smit my credit: I love and honour him, 25    But must not break my back to heal his finger;       Immediate are my needs, and my relief       Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words,       But find supply immediate. Get you gone:       Put on a most importunate aspect, 30    A visage of demand; for, I do fear,       When every feather sticks in his own wing,       Lord Timon will be left a naked gull,       Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone. CAPHIS       I go, sir. Senator 35    'I go, sir!'--Take the bonds along with you,       And have the dates in contempt. CAPHIS       I will, sir. Senator       Go. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene