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And, not to swell our spirit,
               He shall be executed presently.
                                                                                          [Exeunt Senators]



              ALCIBIADES
               Now the gods keep you old enough, that you may live [105]
               Only in bone, that none may look on you!

               I’m worse than mad: I have kept back their foes,
               While they have told their money, and let out
               Their coin upon large interest; I myself

               Rich only in large hurts. All those, for this? [110]
               Is this the balsam that the usuring Senate
               Pours into captains’ wounds? Banishment!
               It comes not ill. I hate not to be banish’d;
               It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,

               That I may strike at Athens. I’ll cheer up [115]
               My discontented troops, and lay for hearts.
               ’Tis honour with most lands to be at odds;

               Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods.
                                                                                                           [Exit]



                                                    Scene VI          IT


                       Enter divers of Timon’s Friends and Senators at several doors.



              FIRST LORD

          The good time of day to you, sir.


              SECOND LORD

          I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord did but try us this other day.



              FIRST LORD
          Upon that were my thoughts tiring when we encounter’d. I hope it is not so
          low with him as he made [5] it seem in the trial of his several friends.



              SECOND LORD
          It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.
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