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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.