Page 3108 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

ALL LADIES

Most thankfully, my lord.
[Exeunt Cupid and Ladies]

TIMON
Flavius!

STEWARD
My lord?

TIMON
The little casket bring me hither.

STEWARD

Yes, my lord. [Aside] More jewels yet!
There is no crossing him in’s humour, [155]
Else I should tell him well, i’ faith, I should,
When all’s spent, he’d be cross’d then, and he could.
’Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind,

That man might ne’er be wretched for his mind.
[Exit]

FIRST LORD
Where be our men? [160]

SERVANT
Here, my lord, in readiness.

SECOND LORD
Our horses!

Re-enter Steward, with the casket.

TIMON

O my friends, I have one word
To say to you: look you, my good lord,
I must entreat you honour me so much