With all licentious measure, making your wills
The scope of justice; till now, myself, and such
As slept within the shadow of your power,
Have wandered with our travers'd arms, and
breath'd

Our sufferance vainly; Now the time is flush,'
When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong,
Cries, of itself, No more: now breathless wrong
Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of ease;
And pursy insolence shall break his wind,
With fear and horrid flight.

1 Sen.
Noble and young,
When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit,
Ere thou hadst power, or we had cause of fear,
We sent to thee; to give thy rages balm,
To wipe out our ingratitude with loves
Above their quantity.

2 Sen.

So did we woo Transformed Timon to our city's love, By humble message, and by promis'd means; We were not all unkind, nor all deserve The common stroke of war.

1 Sen.

These walls of ours
Were not erected by their hands, from whom
You have receiv'd your griefs: nor are they such,
That these great towers,trophies, and schools should
fall

For private faults in them.
2 Sen.
Nor are they living
Who were the motives that you first went out;
Shame, that they wanted cunning, in excess
Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord,
Into our city with thy banners spread:
By decimation, and a tithed death,

(If thy revenges hunger for that food,

Against our rampir'd gates, and they shall ope;
So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before,
To say, thou'll enter friendly.
Throw thy glove

2 Sen.

Or any token of thine honor else,
That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress,
And not as our confusion, all thy powers
Shall make their harbor in our.town, till we
Have seal'd thy full desire.
Alcib.
Then there's my glove
Descend, and open your uncharged ports ;3
Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own,
Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof,
Fall, and no more: and,-to atone1 your fears
With my more noble meaning, not a man
Shall pass his quarter, or offend the stream
Of regular justice in your city's bounds,
But shall be remedied, to your public laws
At heaviest answer.
Both.
'Tis most nobly spoken.
Alcib. Descend, and keep your words.

[The Senators descend, and open the Gates
Enter a Soldier.

Sol. My noble general, Timon is dead; Entomb'd upon the very hem o' the sea; And on his gravestone, this insculpture; which With wax I brought away, whose soft impression Interprets for my poor ignorance.

Alcib. [Reads.] Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft:

Seek not my name: A plague consume you wicked cailiffs left!

Here lie I, Timon; who, alive, all living men did hate:

Let die the spotted.

All have not offended;

1 Sen.
For those that were, it is not square2 to take,
On those that are, revenges: crimes, like lands,
Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman,
Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage:
Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin,
Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall
With those that have offended: like a shepherd,
Approach the fold, and cull the infected forth,
But kill not all together.

2 Sen.
What thou wilt,
Tou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile,
Than hew to't with thy sword.

Set but thy foot

1 Sen. Arms across. Mature. Not regular, not equitable.

here thy gait.

These well express in thee thy latter spirits: Though thou abhorr'dst in us our human griefs, Scorn'dst our brain's flow, and those our droplets

which

From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit
Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye
On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead
Is noble Timon; of whose memory
Hereafter more.-Bring me into your city,
And I will use the olive with my sword:
Make war breed peace; make peace stints war;
make each

Prescribe to other, as each other's leech.6
Let our drums strike.

[Exeunt

• Reconcile.

• Physcian