Page 3100 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

The most accursed thou that still omitt’st it.

SECOND LORD
Thou art going to Lord Timon’s feast?

APEMANTUS
Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat [265] fools.

SECOND LORD
Fare thee well, fare thee well.

APEMANTUS
Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice.

SECOND LORD
Why, Apemantus?

APEMANTUS
Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I [270] mean to give thee none.

FIRST LORD
Hang thyself!

APEMANTUS
No, I will do nothing at thy bidding. Make thy requests to thy friend.

SECOND LORD
Away, unpeaceable dog, or I’ll spurn thee [275] hence!

APEMANTUS
I will fly, like a dog, the heels o’ th’ ass.
[Exit]

FIRST LORD
He’s opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in

And taste Lord Timon’s bounty? He out-goes