Page 3174 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

TIMON

How has the ass broke the wall, that thou art out of the city?

APEMANTUS
Yonder comes a poet and a painter. The plague [350] of company light upon
thee! I will fear to catch it, and give way. When I know not what else to do,
I’ll see thee again.

TIMON

When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt be welcome. I had rather be
a beggar’s dog than Apemantus [355].

APEMANTUS
Thou art the cap of all the fools alive.

TIMON
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon!

APEMANTUS
A plague on thee, thou art too bad to curse.

TIMON
All villains that do stand by thee are pure. [360]

APEMANTUS
There is no leprosy but what thou speak’st.

TIMON
If I name thee.

I’ll beat thee, but I should infect my hands.

APEMANTUS
I would my tongue could rot them off!

TIMON
Away, thou issue of a mangy dog! [365]
Choler does kill me that thou art alive;