1 Sen. He dies.

1 Lord. I should think so: He hath sent me Alcib. Hard tate! he might have died in war. an earnest inviting, which many my near ocMy lords, if not for any parts in him,

casions did urge me to put off; but he hath Though his right arm inight purchase his own conjured me beyond them, and I must needs time,

(you, appear. And be in debt to none,) yet, more to move 2 Lord. In like manner was I in debt to my Take my deserts to his, and join them both: importunate business, but he would not hear And, for I know, your reverend ages love my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to bor. Security, I'll pawn my victories, all

row of me, that my provision was out. My honour to you, upon his good returns. i Lord. 'I am sick of that grief too, as I unIt by this crime he owes the law his life, derstand how all things go. Why, let the war receiv't in valiant gore; 2 Lord. Every man here's so. What would For law is strict, and war is nothing more. he have borrowed of you? I Sen. We are for law, he dies; urge it no 1 Lord. A thousand pieces. more,

(ther, 2 Lord. A thousand pieces ! Oo height of our displeasure: Friend, or bro- 1 Lord. What of you? He forfeits bis own blood, that spills another. 3 Lord. He sent to me, Sir.-Here he comes.

Aicib. Must it be so? it must not be. My I do beseech you, know me.


Enter Timox, und Attendants. 2 Sen. How?

Tim. With all my heart, gentlemen both:Alcih. Call me to your remembrances. And how fare you? 3 Sen. What?

1 Lord. Ever at the best, hearing well of Alcib. I cannot think, but your age has for your lordship. got me;

2 Lord. The swallow follows not summer It could not else be, I should prove so base,* more willing, than we your lordship., To sue, and be denied such common grace: Tim. (Aside.] Nor more willingly leaves My wounds ache at you.

winter; such summer-birds are men.-Gentle. i Sen. Do you dare our anger ?

men, our dinner will not recompense this long 'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect; stay: feast your ears with the music awhile; We banish thee for ever.

if they will fare so harshly on the trumpet's Alcib. Banish me?

sound: we shall to't preseptly. Banish your dotage ; banish usury,

1 Lord. I hope it remains not unkindly with Tbat makes the senate ugly.

your lordship, that I returned you an empty 1 Sen. If, after two days' shine, Athens con- messenger. tain thee,

Tim. 0, Sir, let it not trouble you. Attend our weightier judgement. And, not 2 Lord. My noble lord, to swell our spirit,t

Tim. Ah, my good friend: what cheer ? He shall be executed presently.

[The banquet brought in. [Exeunt SENATORS. 2 Lord. My most honourable lord, I am e'en Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough; sick of shame, that, when your lordship this that you may live

other day sent to me, I was so unfortunate a Only in bone, that none may look on you! beggar. I am worse than mad: I have kept back their Tim. Think not on't, Sir. foes,

2 Lord. If you had sent but two hours beWhile they have told their money, and let out fore,Their coin upon large interest; I myself, Tim. Let it not cumber your better rememRich only in large burts;-All those, for this? brance.*-Come, bring in all together. Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate 2 Lord. All cover'd dishes ! Pours into captains' wounds? ha! banish- 1 Lord. Royal cheer, I warrant you. ment?

3 Lord. Doubt not that, if money, and the It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd ; season can yield it. It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury, I Lord. How do you? What's the news? That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up 3 Lord. Alcibiades is banished : Hear you My discontented troops, and lay for hearts, of it? 'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds; 1 & 2 Lord. Alcibiades banished! Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as 3 Lord. 'Tis so, be sure of it. gods.

(Exit. 1 Lord. How ? how?

2 Lord. I pray you, upon what? SCENE VI.-- A mugnificent Room in Timon's Tim. My worthy friends, will you draw Dear? House.

3 Lord. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a Music Tab.es set out: SERVANTS attending.

noble feast toward. Encer dioers Lords, at several doors.

2 Lord. This is the old man still.

3 Lord. Will't hold? will't hold ? i Lord. The good time of day to you, Sir.

2 Lord. It does: but time will--and so2 Lord. I also wish it to you. I think, this

3 Lord. I do conceive. honourable lord did but try us this other day. 1 Lord. Upon that were iny thoughts tiring, as he would to the lip of his mistress: your

Tim. Each man to his stool, with that sput when we encountered: I hope, it is not so low diet shall be in all places alike. Make not a with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his city feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can several friends.

2 Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion agree upon the first place: Sit, sit. The gods of his new feasting.

You great benefactors, sprinkle our socieiy wita • For dishonoured.

! + 1.6. Not to put ourselves in any tumour of rage,

thankfulness. For your own gifts, make your. i We should now say--to lay out for hearts, i.e. the af. selv 's praised : but reserve still to gire, lest your fections of the people. · To tire on a thing meant to be idly employed on it.

• 1. € Your good memory


warm water

deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, Obedience fail in children ! slaves, and fools, thut one need not lend to the other: for, were Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the your godheads to borrow of men, men would for

bench, sake the gods. Make the meat be belored, more And minister in their steads! to general filths* than the main that gives it. Let no assembly of Convert o'the instant, green virginity! (fast; twenty be without u score of rillians: If there sit Do't in your parents' eyes! bankrupts, bold twelre women at the table, let a dozen of them be Rather than render back, out with your knives, -as they are. The rest of your fees, O gods,–And cut your trusters' throats! bound servants, the senators of Athens, together with the common

steal! log* of people.what is uniss in them, you gods Large handed robbers your grave masters are, make suituble jor destruction. For these my pre- And pill by law! maid, to thy master's bed; sent friends,--Is they are to me nothing', so in Thy mistress is o'the brothel ! son of sixteen, sothing bless them, and to nothing they are wel- Pluck the lin'd crutch from the old limping


With it beat out his brains! piety, and fear, Uncover, dogs, and lap.

(The dishes uncorered are full of warm water. Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, Some speak. What does his lordship mean?

Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood, Some other. I know not.

Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades,

Degrees, observances, customs, and laws, Tim. May you a better feast never behold, You knot of mouth-friends! smoke, and luke. And yet confusion live!-Plagues, incident to

Decline to your confounding contraries,t

Your potent and infectious fevers heap [men, Is your perfection. This is Timon's last;

On Athens, ripe for stroke! thou cold sciatica, Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries, Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces

Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt [Throwing water in their faces. Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth;

As lamely as their manners! lust and liberty: Your reeking villany. Live loath’d, and long, That'gainst the stream of virtue they may Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek And drown themselves in riot! itches, blains,

strive, bears,

[fies, Sow all the Athenian bosoms; and their crop You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's Be general leprosy! breath infect breath; Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute. That their society, as their friendship, may

jacks !! Of man, and beast, the infinite malady

Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee,

But nakedness, thou detestable town! Crust you quite o'er!.- What, dost thou go? Soft, iake thy physic first—thou too, -and Timon will to the woods; where he shall find

Take thou that too, with multiplying bands ! thou;[Throws the dishes ut them, and drives The unkindest beast more kinder than mar

kind. them out. Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.

The gods confourd (hear me, ye good gods all.) What, all in notion? Henceforth be no feast, And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may

The Athenians both within and out that wall! Whereai a villain's not a welcome guest. (be Burn, house; sink, Athens ! henceforth hated To the whole race of mankind, high, and low!

grow Of Timon, inan, and all humanity! (Exit.


(Exit. Re-enter the Lords, with other Lords and SENATORS.

SCENE 11.- Athens.--A Room in Tihor's

House. 1 Lord. How now, my lords? 2 Lord. Know you the quality of lord Ti.

Enter Flavius, with two or three SERVANTS. mon's fury? 3 Lord. Pish! did you see my cap?

1 Ser. Hear you, master steward, where's

our master? 4 Lord. I have lost my gown. 3 Lord. He's but a mad lord, and nought but Are we undone? cast off? nothing remaining?

Flav. Alack, my fellows, what should I say humour sways him. He gave me a jewel the other day, and now he has beat it out of my Let me be recorded by the righteous gods,

to you? hat:-Did you see my jewel?

I am as poor as you. 4 Lord. Did you see my cap ?

1 Serv. Such a house broke! 3 Lord. Here'tis. 4 Lord. Here lies my gown.

So noble a master fallen! All gone! and not

One friend, to take his fortune by the arm, 1 Lord. Let's make no stay.

And go along with him! 2 Lord. Lord Timon's mad.

2 Sero. As we do turn our backs 3 Lord. I feel't upon my boncs. 4 Lord. One day he gives us diamonds, next So his familiars to his buried fortunes

From our companion, thrown into his grave; day stones.


Slink allaway; leave their false vows with him ACT IV.

Like empty purses pick'd: and his poor seif, SCENE I.— Without the walls of Athens.

A dedicated beggar to the air,

With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty,
Enter TIMON.

Walks, like contempt, alone.-Nore vi our sel.

lows. Tim. Let me look back upon thee, ( thou wall,


Enter other SERVANTS.
That girdlest in those wolves! Dive in the
And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incon-

Flv. All broken implements ofaruin d house tinent;

• Common sewers. • The lowest.

Flies of a season. + 1. ¢, Contrarieties, whose nature it is to waste or des : Jacks of the clock; like thuse at Si. Dunstan's church, stroy each other.

I for libertinisma

Accumulated curses.

ic licet streri.



3 Serr. Yet do our hearts wear Timon's | All feasts, societies, and throngs of men ! livery,

His semblable, yea, himself; Timon disdains! That see I by our faces; we are fellows still, Destruction fang* mankind'-Earth, vield me Serving alike in sorrow: Leak'd is our bark;


(Digging. And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck, Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate Hearing the surges threat: we must all part With thy most operant poison! What is here. into this sea of air.

Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold? No Fiar. Good fellows all,


(vens! The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you. I am no idle votarist.+ Roots, you clear hea. Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake, Thus much of this, will make black white; Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our beads,

foul, fair; and say,

Wrong, right; base, noble; old, young ; cowAs 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes,

ard, valiant. We have seen better days. Let each take some; Ha, you gods! why this? What this, you [Giving them money; gods? Why ihis

(sides; Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word Will lug your priests and servants from your

Pluck stout men’s pillows from below their Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poul, This yellow slave

[heads: (Exeunt SERVANTS. Will knit and break religions; bless the ac0, the fierce* wretchedness that glory brings

curs'd; us!

(empt, Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, Who would not wish to be from wealth ex- And give them title, knee, and approbation, Since riches point to misery and contempt ? With senators on the bench: this is it, Who'd be so mock'd with glory? or to live That makes the wappen'di widow wed again; But in a dream of friendship? (pounds, She, whom the spital-house, and ulcerous sores To have his pomp, and all what state com- Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and But only painted, like his varnish'd friends?

spices Poor honest lord, brought low by his own To the April day again. Come, damned heart;

earth, Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood, Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st When man's worst sin is, he does too much

odds good!

Among the rout of nations, I will make thee Who then dares to be half so kind again ? Do thy right nature.—[ March afar off:]-Ha! For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar

a drum?- Thou'rt quick,

But yet l'il bury thee: Thou'lt gó, strong thief, My dearest lord,-bless'd, to be most accurs'd, When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand:Rich, only to be wretched;--thy great fortunes Nay, stay thou out for earnest. Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind

[kiceping some gold. lord ! He's flung in rage from this ungrateful seat Enter ALCIBIADES, with drum and fire, in icar. Of monstrous friends: nor has he with him to like munner; PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA. Supply his life, or that which can command it. lifiollow, and inquire him out:

Alcib. What art thiou there? I'll serve his mind with my best will;

Speak. Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still.

Tim. A beast, as thou art. The canker (Erit.

knaw thy heart,

For showing me again the eyes of man!
SCEVE III.-The Woods.

Alcib. What is thy name? Is man so hateful

to thee,
Enter Timon.

That art thyself a man ?
Tim. O blessed breeding sun, draw from the For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog,

Tim. I am misanthropos, and hate mankind. earth

That I might love thee something. Rotten humidity ; below thy sister's orbi Ipfect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb, But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange.

Alcib. i know thee well; Whose procreation, residence, and birth,

Tim. I know thee too ; and more, than that Scarce is dividant,--touch them with several

I know thee, fortunes;

I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; The greater scorns the lesser: Not nature,

With man's blood paint the ground, gules To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great

gules: But byś contempt of nature. [fortune, Religious canons, civil laws are cruel; Raise me this beggar, and depude that lord;

Then what should war be? This fell whore The senator shall bear contempt hereditary,

of thine The beggar native honour.

Hath in her more destruction than thy sword, It is the pasture lards the brother's sides,

For all her cherubin look. The want that makes him lean. Who dares, who dares,

Phr. Thy lips rot off!

Tim. I will not kiss thee; then the rot reIn purity of manhood stand upright,

To thine own lips again.

(turns And say, This man's a flatterer? it one be,

Alcib. How came the noble Timon to this So are they all; for every grize of tortune Is smooth'd by that below: the learned pate

change? Ducks to the golden fool: All is oblique;

Tim. As the moon does, by wanting light to

give: There's nothing level in our cursed natures, But direct villany. Therefore, be abhorr'd

Seize, gripe.

# No insincere or inconstant supplicauit. Gold will not • Hasty, precipitate. + Propensity, disposition.

IT c. The moon's, this sublunary world.

le. Golü restores her to all the awcetness and fresh(But by is here used for without.

ness of youth

serve me instead of roots.

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But then renew I could not like the moon; That through the window-bars bore at men' There were no suns tu borrow of.

Are not within the leaf of pity writ, [eyes, Alcih. Noble Timon,

Set them down horrible traitors: Spare not What friendship may I do thee?

the babe,

(mercy, Tim. None, but to

Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhaust their Maintain my opinion.

Think it a bastard,* whom the oracle Alcib. What is it, Timon ?

Hath doubtfully propounc'd thy throat shall Tim. Promise me friendship, but perform


[objects: none: If

[for And mince it sans remorse:t Swear against Thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee: Put armour on thine ears, and on thine eyes; Thou art a man! if thou dost perform, con- Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor found thee,

babes, For thou'rt a man!

Nor sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding, Alcib. I have heard in some sort of thy Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay thy miseries.

soldiers; Tim. Thou saw'st them, when I had pros- Make large confusion; and, thy fury spent, perity.

Confounded be thyself! Speak not, be gone. Alcib. I see them now; then was a blessed Alcib. Hast thou gold yet? I'll take the time.

gold thou giv'st me, Tim. As thine is now, held with a brace of Not all thy counsel. harlots.

Tim. Dost thou, or dost thou not, heaven's Timan. Is this the Athenian minion, whom

curse upon thee! the world

Phr. &. Timan. Give us some gold, good TiVoic'd so regardfully?

mon: Hast thou more? Tim. Art thou Timandra?

Tim. Enough to make a whore forswear her Timun. Yes.


{sluts, Tim. Be a whore still! they love thee not, And to make whores, a bawd. Hold up, you that use thee;

[lust. Your aprons mountant : You are not oathaGive them diseases, leaving with thee their

ble, Make use of thy salt hours: season the slaves Although, I know, you'll swear, terribly swear, For tubs, and baths; bring down rose-cheeked Into strong shudders, and to heavenly agues, To the tub-fast, and the diet.* (youth The immortal gods that hear you,-spare your Timan. Hang thee, monster!

oaths, Alib. Pardon him, sweet Timandra; for his I'll trust to your conditions: Be whores still; wits

And he whose pious breath' seeks to convert Are drown'd and lost in his calamities.

you, I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up; The want whereof doth daily make revolt

Let your close fire predominate bis smoke, In my penurious band: I have heard and And be no turncoats: Yet may your pains, six griev'd,


(roofs How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth, Be quite contrary: And thatch your poor thin Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour With burdens of the dead ;-some that were states,


hang'd, But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon No matter : wear them, betray with them: Tim. I pr’ythee, beat thy drum, and get thee

whore still; gone.

Paint till a horse may mire upon your face: Alcib. I am thy friend, and pity thee, dear A pox of wrinkles! Timon.

Phr, & Timan. Well, more gold;-What T'im. How dost thou pity him, whom thou

then ?dost trouble?

Believ't, that we'll do any thing for gold. I had rather be alone.

Tim. Consumptions sow

[shins, Alcib. Why, fare thee well:

In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp Here's some gold for thee.

And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer Tim. Keep't, I cannot eat it.

voice, Alcib. When I have laid proud Athens on a That he may never more false title plead, heap,

Nor sound bis quillets|| shrilly: hoar the flamen Tim. Warr'st thou 'gainst Athens?

That scolds against the quality of flesh, Alcib. Ay, Timon, and have cause.

And not believes himself: down with the nose, Tim. The gods confound them all i'thy con. Down with it flat; take the bridge quite away quest; and

Of him, that his particular to foresee, Thee after, when thou hast conquer'd'

Smells from the general weal: make curl'd Alc:h. Why me, Timon ?

pate ruffians bald; Tim. That,

And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war By killing villains, thou wast born to conquer Derive some pain from you: Plague all; My country.

[on; That your activity may defeat and quell Put up thy gold; Go on,-here's gold, -go The source of all erection. There's more Be as a planetary plague, when Jove

gold :Will o'er some high-vic'd city bang his poison Do you damn others, and let this damn you, In the sick air: Let not thy sword skip one; And ditches gravef you all! Pity not honour'd age for his white beard,

Phr. & Timan. More counsel with more He's a usurer: Strike me the counterfeit

money, bounteous Timon, It is her habit only that is honest, [matron; Tim. More whore, more mischief first; I Herself's a bawd: Let not the virgin's cheek

have given you earnest. Dlake soft thy trenchantt sword; for those milk-paps,

* An allusion to the tale of Oedipus. + Without pits Aliuding to the cure of the lucs venerea then in practice. 11. e, Against objects of charity and compassion. t Cutting.

Il Subtilties.

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Alcih. Strike up the drum towards Athens.! Tim. Were I like thee, I'd throw away 17 Farewell, Timon;

self. If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again.

Apem. Thou hast cast away thyself, being Tim. Jf I hope well, I'll never see thee more.

like thyself; Alcib. I never did thee harm.

A madman so long, now a fool : What, think'st Tim. Yes, thou spok'st well of me.

That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, Alcib. Call'st thou that harm?

Will put thy shirt on warm? Will these mossid Tim. Men daily find it such. Get thee away,

trees, And take thy beagles with thee.

That have outliv'd the eagle, page thy heels, Alcib. We but offend bim.

And skip when thou point’si out? Will the Strike.

cold brook, [Drum beats. Exeunt ALCIBIADES, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste,

PHRYNIA, and TIMANDRA. To cure thy o'er-night's surteit? call the crea. Tim. That nature, being sick of man's un

tures, kindness,

Whose naked natures live in all the spite Should yet be hungry!-Common mother, thou, of wreakful heaven; whose bare unhoused

(Digging. To the conflicting elements expos'd, (trunks, Whose womb unmeasureable, and infinite Answer mere nature,-bid them flatter thee; breast,*

0! thou shalt findTeems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettlc, Tim. A fool of thee: Depart. Whereof thy proud 'child, arrogant man, is Apem. I love thee better now than e'er I did. puff'd,

Tim. I hate thee worse. Engenders the black toad, and adder blue, Apem. Why? The gilded newt, and eyeless venom'd worm, Tim. Thou Aatter'st misery. With all the abhorred births below crispt hea. Apem. I fatter not; but say, thou art a cai


tiff. Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth Tim. Why dost thou seek me out? Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate, Apem. To vex thee. From forth thy plenteous bosom one poor root! Tim. Always a villain's office, or a fool's. Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, Dost please thyself in't? Let it no inore bring out ingrateful man! Apem. Ay. Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and Tim. What! a knave too? bears;

Apem. If thou didst put this sour cold habit Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward Hath to the marbled mansion all above [face To castigate thy pride, 'twere well: but thou Never presented !--0, a root,- Dear thanks! Dost it enforcedly; thou’dst courtier be again Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery leas;

(draughts, Outlives incertain pomp, is crown'd before:*: Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorish The one is filling still, never complete; (less, And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, The other, at high wish: Best state, contentThat from it all consideration slips!

Hath a distracted and most wretched being,

Worse than the worst, content.

Thou should'st desire to die, being miserable. More man? Plague! plague !

Tim. Not by his breath,t that is more miseApem. I was directed hither: Men report,

rable. Thou dost affect my inanners, and dost use Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arn them.

With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog. Tim. "Tis then, because thou dost not keep a Hadst thou, líke us, from our first swath, dog


proceeded Whom I would imitate: Consumption catch The sweet degrees that this brief world affords

Apem. This is in thee a nature but affected; To such as may the passive drugs of it A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung (place? Freely command, thou would'st have plung'd Som change of fortune. Why this spade? this

thyself This slave-like habit? and these looks of care? In general riot; melted down thy youth Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie in different beds of lust; and never learn'd soft,

The icy precepts of respect, ş but follow'd Hug their diseas'd perfumes, and have forgot The sugar'd game before thee. But myself, That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods, who had the world as my confectionary; By putting on the cunning of a carper.! The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hearts Be thou a fatterer now, and seek to thrive

of men By that which has undone thee: hinge thy At duty, more than I could frame employment; knee,

That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves And let his very breath, whom thou’lt observe, Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush Brw off thy cap; praise his most vicious fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare strain,

For every storm that blows ;-), to bear this, And call it excellent: Thou wast told thus; That never knew but better, is some burden: Thou gav'st thine ears, like tapsters, that bid Thy nature did commence in sufferance, time welcome,

Hath made thee hard in't. Why should'st thou To knaves, and all approachers: 'Tis most just,

hate men?

(given? That thou turn rascal; had'st thou wealth They never flatter'd thee: What bast thou again,

(ness. If thou wilt curse,-thy father, that poor rag, Rascals should hav't. Do not assume my like. Must be thy subject; who, in spite, put stuff

To some she beggar, and compounded thee Boundless surface. + The serpent called the blird-worm. Bent.

* I. e. Arrives sooner at the completion cf its wishes 11. e. Their diseased perfumed inistresses.

+ By his voice, sentence. from infancy. i le. Shame not these woods by finding fault.

The cold admonitions of cautious prudence.

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