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TIMON

And so am I to you. [225]

SECOND LORD
So infinitely endear’d −

TIMON
All to you. Lights, more lights!

FIRST LORD
The best of happiness, honour and fortunes,
Keep with you, Lord Timon!

TIMON

Ready for his friends.
[Exeunt; manent Timon, Apemantus]

APEMANTUS
What a coil’s here, [230]
Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums!
I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums

That are given for ’em. Friendship’s full of dregs;
Methinks false hearts should never have sound legs.
Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on curtsies. [235]

TIMON
Now Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen,

I would be good to thee.

APEMANTUS

No, I’ll nothing; for if I should be brib’d too, there would be none left to rail
upon thee, and then thou wouldst sin the faster. Thou giv’st so long, Timon, I
[240] fear me thou wilt give away thyself in paper shortly. What needs these
feasts, pomps, and vain-glories?

TIMON
Nay, and you begin to rail on society once, I am sworn not to give regard to