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POET

                               Nor I.



              TIMON
               Look you, I love you well; I’ll give you gold,
               Rid me these villains from your companies;
               Hang them or stab them, drown them in a draught, [100]

               Confound them by some course, and come to me,
               I’ll give you gold enough.



              BOTH
               Name them, my lord; let’s know them.



              TIMON
               You that way and you this, but two in company;
               Each man apart, all single and alone, [105]

               Yet an arch-villain keeps him company.
               [To one] If, where thou art, two villains shall not be,
               Come not near him. [To the other] If thou wouldst not reside
               But where one villain is, then him abandon.

               Hence, pack! There’s gold; you came for gold, ye slaves. [110]
               [To Poet] You have work for me, there’s payment: hence!
               [To Painter] You are an alchemist, make gold of that!
               Out, rascal dogs!

                                                   [Drives them out and then retires into his cave]


                                          Enter Steward and two Senators.



              STEWARD
               It is vain that you would speak with Timon;
               For he is set so only to himself, [115]
               That nothing but himself, which looks like man,

               Is friendly with him.


              FIRST SENATOR

                               Bring us to his cave.
               It is our part and promise to th’Athenians
               To speak with Timon.
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