Page 3172 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Would poison were obedient and knew my mind!

APEMANTUS
Where wouldst thou send it?

TIMON
To sauce thy dishes. [300]

APEMANTUS
The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the extremity of both ends.
When thou wast in thy gilt and thy perfume, they mock’d thee for too much
curiosity; in thy rags thou know’st none, but art despis’d for the contrary.

There’s a medlar for thee; eat it. [305]

TIMON
On what I hate I feed not.

APEMANTUS
Dost hate a medlar?

TIMON
Ay, though it look like thee.

APEMANTUS
And th’ hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou shouldst have loved thyself better

now. What man didst [310] thou ever know unthrift that was beloved after
his means?

TIMON
Who, without those means thou talk’st of, didst thou ever know belov’d?

APEMANTUS
Myself.

TIMON
I understand thee; thou hadst some means to [315] keep a dog.