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Timon of Athens

Act IV, Scene 3

Woods and cave, near the seashore.
 
[Enter TIMON, from the cave]
          ,        ,        ,      ,               ,
      O bles|sed breed|ing sun,| draw from | the earth
         x       ,  2       ,         ,         ,
      Rotten hu|midity:| below | thy sis|ter's orb
          ,     .   T      T     T              ,    ,
      Infect | the air. Twinned broth|ers of / one womb,
             ,     ,        ,     ,           ,
      Whose^pro|creat|ion, res|idence,| and birth,
         ,         ,  2        ,       2        ,         ,
      Scarce is | dividant;| touch them with | several | fortunes,
            ,         ,          ,        ,     ,
      The great|er scorns | the les|ser. Not | nature
        .   T   T    T            ,      .    T    T    T       ->
      (To whom all sores | lay* siege)| can bear great for||tune
       ,     ,       ,         ,       oo
      But | by con|tempt of | nature.|
        ,              ,        ,        x            ,
      Raise me | this beg|gar, and | deny it | that lord,
           ,    ,            ,         ,        ,      x  ->
      The sen|ator | shall bear | contempt | hered||itary,
           ,       ,       ,      o
      The beg|gar nat|ive hon|or.
       ,           ,         ,           ,          ,
      It is | the pas|ture lards,| the broth|er's sides,
            ,           ,           ,            ,            ,
      The want | that makes | him leave:| who* dares?| Who* dares
          ,    ,       ,    T    T    .  T
      In pur|ity | of man|hood stand upright
           ,           ,         ,    2         ,   ,
      And say,| this^man's | a flat|terer. If^/one be,
          ,          ,         ,       ,         ,       2->
      So are | they all:| for eve|ry grise | of for||tune
             ,           ,       ,          ,        ,
      Is smoothed | by that | below.| The learn|ed pate
        ,              ,       ,      T   T   T
      Ducks to | the gold|en fool.| All's oblique:
                ,       ,      ,          ,      ,
      There's^noth|ing lev|el in | our cursed | natures
               ,   ,    2     ,         ,        ,
      But di/rect vil|lany. There|fore be | abhorred,
       T     T     . T    ,           ,          ,
      All feasts, soci|eties,| and throngs | of men.
           ,      ,              ,   ,    2     ,
      His sem|blable,| yea him/self Tim|on disdains,
           ,         ,         ,      T     T    .   T
      Destruc|tion fang | mankind;| Earth yield me roots,
             ,          ,     2     ,      ,          ,
      Who* seeks | for bet|ter of thee,| sauce his | palate
                   ,   ,   2    ,         ,         ,
      With thy / most op|erant pois|on. What | is here?
       __     ,         ,            ,         ,
      Gold?| Yellow,| glitter|ing, prec|ious gold?
       T   T   T     2    ,     ,     ,
      No gods, I | am no id|le vot|arist,
        T    .    T     Tx             ,         ,           ,
      Roots you clear heavens.| Thus much | of this | will make
        T      T      T      T     T      T     oo
      Black, white; foul,| fair; wrong, right;|
        T    Tx     T      T      Tx     T        o
      Base, noble; old,| young; coward, val|iant.
       ,         ,         ,     ,              ,
      Ha you | gods! Why this? What this, you gods? Why this  ????
            ,            ,           ,          ,           ,
      Will lug | your priests | and serv|ants from | your sides:
        T     T     T      ,            2   ,            ,
      Pluck stout men's | pillows | from below | their heads.
            ,        ,
      This yel|low slave,  \\
             ,          ,        ,          ,        2     ,
      Will knit | and break | reli|gions, bless | the accursed,
        T   .    T   T     ,   .  T      T      T
      Make the hoar lep|rosy | adored, place thieves,
            ,           x       ,          ,     ,
      And give | them title,| knee, and | appro|bation
            ,   2     ,         ,       T   T  T
      With sen|ators on | the bench:| this is it
             ,          ,         ,      ,       ,
      That makes | the wap|pened wid|ow wed | again;
       ,                ,       ,          ,   2      ,
      She, whom | the spit|al-house,| and ul|cerous sores,
              ,             x       ,       ,           ,
      Would cast | the gorge at.| This em|balms and | spices
        2     ,      ,       ,      T     T     T
      To the Ap|ril day | again.| Come damned earth,
            ,        ,         ,    ,                  ,
      Thou com|mon whore | of man|kind, that | putst^odds
         ,          ,         ,         2         ,    ,
      Among | the route | of na|tions, I will / make thee
       T  T    T      ,
      Do thy right | nature.
       ,        T      T      T
      Ha? A | drum? Thou'rt quick,  (tri with prev)
           ,           x               ,      T     T     T
      But yet | I'll bury | thee:* thou'lt | go (strong thief)
             ,      ,       ,          ,        ,
      When gout|y keep|ers of | thee* can|not stand:
       T    T    T     ,         ,        oo
      Nay stay thou | out for | earnest.|
 
[Enter ALCIBIADES with drum and fife in warlike manner, and PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA]
 
ALCIBIADES
What art thou there? Speak.
 
TIMON
          ,            x            ,       ,          ,
      A beast | as thou art.| The cank|er gnaw | thy heart
            ,       ,      ,          ,        ,
      For show|ing me | again | the eyes | of man.
 
ALCIBIADES
        ,             ,        ,         ,     2     ,
      What is | thy name?| Is man | so hate|ful to thee,
            ,         ,       ,
      That art | thyself | a man?  \\
 
TIMON
      ,   2      ,     ,           T   T   T
      I am Mis|anthro|pos, and | hate mankind.
           ,      ,            ,           ,       ,
      For thy | part, I | do wish | thou wert | a dog,
           ,           ,           ,       2
      That I | might love | thee some|thing.
 
ALCIBIADES
                                                ,           ,
                                            I know | thee well:
           ,         ,        ,        ,             ,
      But in | thy fort|unes am | unlearned,| and strange.
 
TIMON
          ,          ,          ,           ,        ,         2->
      I know | thee too,| and more | than that | I know || thee
         ,        ,         ,     ,             ,
      I not | desire | to know.| Follow | thy drum,
             ,       T     T    .     T      ,       ,
      With man's | blood paint the ground | gules,| gules:
         ,        ,        ,       ,          ,
      Relig|ious can|ons, civ|il laws | are cruel,
             ,            ,                 ,    ,          ,
      Then what | should war | be? This / fell whore | of thine,
            ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      Hath^in | her more | destruct|tion than | thy sword,
           ,          ,   2     ,
      For all | her cher|ubim look.
 
PHRYNIA
                                    .    T   T   T
                                   Thy lips rot off.
 
TIMON
                ,    ,            ,         ,        ,
      I will / not kiss | thee, then | the rot | returns
                 ,    ,       ,
      To thine^/own lips | again.  \\
 
ALCIBIADES
            ,         ,      ,      ,           ,
      How came | the nob|le Tim|on to | this change?
 
TIMON
                 ,    ,         ,        ,          ,
      As the / moon does,| by want|ing light | to give:
            ,       ,        ,           ,          ,
      But then | renew | I could | not like | the moon,
                    ,   ,        ,       ,   oo
      There were / no suns | to bor|row of.|
 
ALCIBIADES
       ,       ,              ,         ,       ,         ->
      Noble | Timon,| what friend|ship may | I do || thee?
 
TIMON
        ,     ,             ,      2  ,       o
      None,| but to | maintain | my opin|ion.
 
ALCIBIADES
What is it Timon?
 
TIMON
        ,             ,     ,              ,     __
      Promise | me friend|ship, but | perform | none.
If thou wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for thou art a man: if thou dost perform, confound thee, for thou art a man.
 
ALCIBIADES
       2       ,          ,      ,            ,     ,
      I have heard | in some | sort of | thy mis|eries.
 
TIMON
             ,            ,       ,         ,    ,
      Thou sawst | them when | I had | prosper|ity.
 
ALCIBIADES
         ,          ,      ,            ,        ,
      I see | them now,| then was | a bles|sed time.
 
TIMON
           ,         ,      ,      2      ,         ,
      As thine | is now,| held with a | brace of | harlots.
 
TIMANDRA
           ,       2   ,   2   ,         ,          ,
      Is this | the Athen|ian min|ion, whom | the world
         ,            ,    3   3
      Voiced so | regard|fully?
 
TIMON
                                     ,       ,
                               Art thou | Timan|dra?
 
TIMANDRA
                                                     ,
                                                    Yes.
 
TIMON
Be a whore still, they love thee not that use thee, give them diseases, leaving with thee their lust. Make use of thy salt hours, season the slaves for tubs and baths, bring down rose-cheeked youth to the tub-fast, and the diet.
 
TIMANDRA
Hang thee monster.
 
ALCIBIADES
       ,             ,        ,        ,          ,
      Pardon | him sweet | Timan|dra, for | his wits
             ,            ,        ,       ,     ,
      Are drowned | and lost | in his | calam|ities.
          ,           x       T   .   T     T      ,
      I have | but little | gold of late, brave | Timon,
            ,          ,         ,       ,        ,
      The want | whereof,| doth dai|ly make | revolt
          ,      ,   2     ,     2       ,            ,
      In my | penur|ious band.| I have heard | and grieved
            ,      ,         ,        ,         ,
      How curs|ed Ath|ens, mind|less of | thy worth,
          ,               ,     ,            ,          ,
      Forget|ting thy / great deeds,| when neigh|bor states
         2     ,      ,          ,          ,     ,
      But for thy | sword and | fortune | trod u|pon them.
 
TIMON
         ,         ,          ,         ,           ,
      I prith|ee beat | thy drum,| and get | thee gone.
 
ALCIBIADES
         ,          ,          ,   2       ,     ,
      I am | thy friend,| and pi|ty thee dear | Timon.
 
TIMON
            ,          ,     ,           ,             x
      How dost | thou pi|ty him | whom thou | dost trouble,
       2      ,      ,      ,
      I had rath|er be | alone.
 
ALCIBIADES
                                     ,           ,
                               Why fare | thee well:
        ,              ,          ,
      Here is | some gold | for thee.
 
TIMON
          x         ,        ,
      Keep it, I | cannot | eat it.  (tri with prev)
 
ALCIBIADES
           ,          ,      ,    ,               ,
      When I | have laid | proud Ath/ens on | a heap.
 
TIMON
         T     T      T      ,
      Warrst thou 'gainst | Athens.
 
ALCIBIADES
       ,   ,                   ,
      Aye Tim/on, and | have cause.   (tri with prev)
 
TIMON
            ,         ,           ,              ,   ,
      The gods | confound | them all | in thy / conquest,
            ,     ,             ,          ,         o
      And thee | after,| when thou | hast con|quered.
 
ALCIBIADES
            ,    ,
      Why* me,| Timon?
 
TIMON
                        ,        ,            ,         ->
                      That by | killing | of vil||lains,
        ,           ,        ,        ,     ,
      Thou | wast born | to con|quer my | country.
       ,             ,        ,            ,        ,
      Put up | thy gold.| Go^on,| here's^gold,| go^on;
          ,       ,    ,       ,            ,
      Be^as | a plan|etar|y plague,| when Jove
            ,           ,          ,       ,           x
      Will ore | some high-|viced^cit|y, hang | his poison
        2      ,     ,          ,          T     T   T
      In the sick | air: let | not thy | sword skip one:
       ,          ,        ,                ,     ,
      Pity | not hon|ored age | for his / white beard,
       ,   2    ,  2        ,     2        ,    2       ,
      He is an^|usurer.| Strike me the | counterfeit | matron,
          ,         x      ,       ,        ,
      It is | her habit | only,| that is | honest,
            ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      Herself's | a bawd.| Let^not | the vir|gin's cheek
              ,           ,         ,      .    T     T    T
      Make* soft | thy trench|ant sword:| for those milk-paps
              ,           ,        ,      T   .   T     T
      That through | the wind|ow-bars | bore at men's eyes,
           ,        ,          ,        ,      ,
      Are not | within | the leaf | of pit|y writ,
           ,           ,     ,   2      ,          ,
      But set | them down | horrible traitors. Spare not the babe  ????
              ,         ,            ,         ,            ,      ->
      Whose dimp|led smiles | from fools | exhaust | their mer||cy;
        ,       2   ,          ,         ,   ,
      Think | it a bast|ard, whom | the or|acle
             ,       ,         ,             ,            ,
      Hath doubt|fully | pronounced,| the throat | shall cut,
            ,          ,        ,       ,    2        ,
      And mince | it sans | remorse.| Swear against^|objects*,
           ,      ,           ,         ,           ,
      Put arm|or on | thine ears,| and on | thine eyes,
              ,           ,          ,         ,           ,
      Whose^proof,| nor yells | of moth|ers, maids,| nor babes,
            ,           ,          ,      ,          ,       o
      Nor sight | of priests | in ho|ly vest|ments bleed|ing,
               ,        ,              ,        ,          ,        o
      Shall pierce | a jot.| There's^gold | to pay | thy sold|iers,   (hex with prev)
             ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      Make^large | confus|ion: and | thy fur|y spent,
           ,       ,        ,      T    T    .   T
      Confoun|ded be | thyself.| Speak not, be gone.
 
ALCIBIADES
Hast thou gold yet, I'll take the gold thou givest me, not all thy counsel.
 
TIMON
Dost thou or dost thou not, heaven's curse upon thee.
 
PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA
        ,              ,           ,        ,           ,
      Give us | some gold | good* Tim|on, hast | thou more?
 
TIMON
         ,          ,        ,          ,           ,
      Enough | to make | a whore | forswear | her trade,
                 ,     ,         ,          ,         ,
      And to / make whores,| a bawd.| Hold^up | you sluts
            ,        ,         ,         ,      ,  2
      Your ap|rons mount|ant; you | are not | oathable,
           ,         ,             ,      ,          ,
      Although | I know | you'll swear,| terrib|ly swear
        2     ,       ,         ,          x        ,
      Into strong | shudders,| and to | heavenly | agues
         2   ,        ,           ,           ,            ,
      The immort|al gods | that hear | you. Spare | your oaths:
             ,          ,        ,                ,     ,
      I'll trust | to your | condi|tions, be / whores still.
           ,          ,        ,       ,     2      ,
      And he | whose^pi|ous breath | seeks to con|vert you,
            ,          ,         ,           ,         ,
      Be strong | in whore,| allure | him, burn | him up,
                   ,     ,        ,     ,          ,
      Let your / close fire | predom|inate | his smoke,
           ,    T   T   T          ,           ,       T     T  ->
      And be | no turncoats:| yet may | your pains || six months
       T     ,        ,             ,
      Be | quite con|trary,| and thatch
             ,           ,           ,        ,         ,
      Your poor | thin^roofs | with burd|ens of | the dead,
         ,                 ,         ,
      (Some that | were hanged)| no mat|ter:  \\
        ,             ,           ,     ___     ___
      Wear them,| betray | with them;| whore | still,
        ,              ,           ,      ,           ,
      Paint till | a horse | may mire | upon | your face:
         ,         ,
      A pox | of wrink|les.
 
PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA
                             ,            ,           ,
                           Well,| more* gold,| what then?
             x            ,         ,    ,           ,
      Believe it | that we'll | do an|ything | for gold.
 
TIMON
        ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      Consumptions sow  ????
          ,        ,         ,       ,          ,
      In hol|low bones | of man,| strike their sharp shins,  ????
       .   T    T     T          ,          ,          ,
      And mar men's spur|ring. Crack | the law|yer's voice,
            ,        ,       ,      T     Tx    T
      That he | may nev|er more | false title plead,
            ,            x         ,         ,         ,
      Nor sound | his quillets | shrilly:| hoar the | flamen,
              ,         ,           ,    ,        ,
      That scolds | against | the qual|ity | of flesh,
           ,         ,          ,      ,               ,
      And not | believes | himself.| Down with | the nose,
        ,              ,      T   .     T     T       ,
      Down with | it flat,| take the bridge quite | away
          ,          ,        ,    ,      2     ,
      Of him,| that his | partic|ular | to foresee
         ,             ,        ,           ,          ,
      Smells from the general weal. Make curled-pate ruffians bald  ????
           ,         ,    ,      ,                  ,
      And let | the un|scarred brag/garts of | the war
          ,           ,          ,      __     ___
      Derive | some pain | from you.| Plague | all,
             ,       ,   2   ,        ,          ,
      That your | activ|ity may | defeat | and quell
             ,         ,      ,                   ,    ,
      The source | of all | erec|tion. There's^/more gold,
       ,         ,   ,                   ,          ,
      Do you | damn oth/ers, and | let this | damn^you,
            ,        ,          ,
      And ditch|es grave | you all.  \\
 
PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA
More counsel with more money, bounteous Timon.
 
TIMON
More whore, more mischief first, I have given you earnest.
 
ALCIBIADES
Strike up the drum towards Athens, farewell Timon: if I thrive well, I'll visit thee again.
 
TIMON
If I hope well, I'll never see thee more.
 
ALCIBIADES
I never did thee harm.
 
TIMON
Yes, thou spokest well of me.
 
ALCIBIADES
Callst thou that harm?
 
TIMON
            ,      ,         ,        2  ,          ,
      Men^dail|y find | it. Get | thee away,| and take
            ,        ,
      Thy beag|les with | thee.
 
ALCIBIADES
                                 ,      2    ,            ,
                                We | but offend | him, strike.
 
[Drum beats. Exeunt ALCIBIADES, PHRYNIA, and TIMANDRA]
 
TIMON
            ,       ,       ,         ,         ,       2->
      That nat|ure be|ing sick | of man's | unkind||ness
              ,         ,       ,        ,        ,
      Should yet | be hung|ry: com|mon moth|er, thou
              ,        ,      ,         ,   2       ,
      Whose^womb | unmeas|urable,| and in|finite breast
        T    .    T    T            ,           x
      Teems and feeds all:| whose self-|same^mettle
      <-      ,          ,       ,     ,           ,          __
        Whereof || thy proud | child (ar/rogant | man) is | puffed,
         ,               ,     ,         ,       ,
      Engen|ders the / black toad,| and ad|der blue,
            ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      The gild|ed newt,| and eye|less ven|omed worm,
            ,       2   ,         ,      . T    T     Tx
      With all | the abhor|red births | below crisp heaven,
            ,      ,    2     ,     2     ,           ,
      Whereon | Hyper|ion's quick|ening fire | doth^shine:
        ,              ,         ,       ,          ,
      Yield him,| who all | the hum|an sons | do* hate,
             ,           ,    2     x      T    T    T
      From forth | thy plent|eous bosom,| one poor root:
          ,         ,        ,        ,          ,
      Ensear | thy fer|tile and | concep|tious womb,
       ,            ,           ,        ,        ,
      Let it | no more | bring^out | ingrate|ful man.
            ,           ,         ,          ,           ,
      Go* great | with tig|ers, drag|ons, wolves,| and bears,
        ,          ,    ,                    ,        ,
      Teem with | new mons/ters, whom | thy up|ward face
        ,             ,        ,       ,       ,
      Hath to | the marb|led mans|ion all | above
       ,          ,       ,   .   T     T     T
      Never | present|ed. O,| a root, dear thanks:
           ,        ,          ,      .    T    T    T
      Dry^up | thy mar|rows, vines,| and plow-torn leas,
            ,       ,        ,          ,    2       ,
      Whereof | ungrate|ful man | with liq|uorish drafts
           ,        ,    2      ,              ,    ,
      And mor|sels unc|tuous, greas|es his / pure mind,
             ,        ,        ,    ,        ,
      That from | it all | consid|era|tion slips--
       __    ___     __       __     oo
      More | man?| plague,| plague.|
 
APEMANTUS
      ,          ,        ,       ,        ,
      I was | direc|ted hith|er. Men | report,
             ,        ,        ,                ,   ,         2->
      Thou dost | affect | my man|ners, and / dost use || them.
 
TIMON
             ,        ,            ,          ,       ,
      'Tis then,| because | thou dost | not keep | a dog
           ,          ,    ,         ,         ,          2->
      Whom I | would im|itate.| Consump|tion catch || thee.
 
APEMANTUS
            ,        ,       ,       ,       ,      ->
      This is | in thee | a nat|ure but | infec||ted,
            ,   ,        ,     ,        ,
      A / poor un|manly mel|ancho|ly sprung
              ,         ,         ,           ,            ,
      From change | of for|tune. Why | this spade?| This place?
             ,      ,   ,                    ,          ,
      This slave-|like hab/it, and | these^looks | of care?
            ,    2     ,            ,            ,           ,
      Thy flat|terers yet | wear* silk,| drink^wine,| lie* soft,
       ,               ,          ,           ,        ,
      Hug their | diseased | perfumes,| and have | forgot
             x     ,       T     T    T            ,
      That ever | Timon | was. Shame not | these woods,
          ,        ,        ,        ,        x
      By put|ting on | the cun|ning of | a carper.
       ,            ,    2    ,          ,          ,
      Be thou | a flat|terer now,| and seek | to thrive
           ,           ,        ,            ,           ,
      By that | which has | undone | thee; hinge | thy knee,
           ,         ,       ,             ,          ,
      And let | his ver|y breath | whom thou'lt | observe
            ,         ,       ,               ,          ,
      Blow^off | thy cap:| praise his | most vic|ious strain,
            ,        ,      ,                  ,    ,
      And call | it ex|cellent:| thou wast / told thus:
             ,             ,           ,                 ,   ,       2->
      Thou gavst | thine ears |(like* tap|sters, that / bid wel||come)
            ,          ,         ,                 ,    ,
      To knaves | and all | approach|ers: 'tis / most just
             ,          ,         ,             ,        ,
      That thou | turn ras|cal, hadst | thou wealth | again,
       ,                   x         ,        ,         ,       2->
      Rascals | should have it.| Do not | assume | my like||ness.
 
TIMON
           ,          ,          ,       ,        ,
      Were I | like^thee,| I'd throw | away | myself.
 
APEMANTUS
           2       ,      ,         ,      2     ,         ,
      Thou* hast cast | away | thyself,| being like | thyself
         ,             ,    ,        ,            ,
      A mad|man so*/ long, now | a fool:| what thinkst
                   ,    ,           ,          ,       ,
      That the / bleak air,| thy boiste|rous chamb|erlain
            ,          ,          ,                    ,     ,
      Will put | thy shirt | on warm?| Will these / mossed trees,
                   ,   ,          ,        ,          ,
      That have / outlived | the eag|le, page | thy heels
            ,                    ,     ,                 ,    ,
      And skip | where thou / pointst out?| Will the / cold brook
       ,              ,     ,             ,        ,
      Candied | with ice,| caudle | thy morn|ing taste
           ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      To cure thy ore-night's surfeit? Call the creatures,  ????
             ,      ,         ,        ,          ,
      Whose nak|ed nat|ures live | in and | the spite
           ,          x             ,        ,        ,
      Of wreak|ful heaven,| whose^bare | unhous|ed trunks,
       ,            ,        ,    ,         ,
      To the | conflic|ting el|ements | exposed,
       ,              ,        ,           ,        ,
      Answer | mere* na|ture: bid | them flat|ter thee.
           ,            ,
      O* thou | shalt find.
 
TIMON
                                ,         ,        ,
                            A fool | of thee:| depart.
 
APEMANTUS
          ,          ,       ,          ,       ,
      I love | thee bet|ter now,| than ere | I did.
 
TIMON
I hate thee worse.
 
APEMANTUS
Why?
 
TIMON
Thou flatterst misery.
 
APEMANTUS
I flatter not, but say thou art a caitiff.
 
TIMON
Why dost thou seek me out?
 
APEMANTUS
To vex thee.
 
TIMON
       ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      Always | a vil|lain's of|fice, or | a fool's.
              ,          ,      2
      Dost please | thyself | in it?
 
APEMANTUS
                                      ,
                                     Aye.
 
TIMON
                                           T   .   T    T
                                         What, a knave too?
 
APEMANTUS
           ,           ,           ,      T    Tx   T
      If thou | didst put | this sour | cold habit on
          ,      ,          ,               ,          ,
      To cas|tigate | thy pride,| 'twere* well:| but thou
          x         ,                   ,        ,      ,
      Dost it en|forcedly:| thou'ldst court|ier be | again
             ,         ,        ,        ,    ,
      Wert thou | not beg|gar: wil|ling mis|ery
           ,        ,         ,          ,          ,
      Outlives | encert|ain pomp,| is crowned | before:
           ,         ,        ,      ,           ,
      The one | is fill|ing still,| never | complete:
           ,             ,    ,           ,          ,       ->
      The oth|er, at / high wish:| best^state | content||less,
        ,     2     ,              ,     ,        x
      Hath | a distract|ed and / most wretch|ed being,
        ,                ,          ,
      Worse than | the worst,| content.  \\
               ,          ,        ,     ,       ,   2
      Thou shouldst | desire | to die,| being | miserable.
 
TIMON
       ,              ,       T   .   T   T      ,
      Not by | his breath,| that is more mis|erable.
        ,            ,           ,          ,       ,
      Thou art | a slave,| whom For|tune's tend|er arm
            ,      ,        ,            ,       ,
      With fav|or nev|er clasped:| but bred | a dog.
              ,          ,       2      ,       ,        ,
      Hadst thou | like us | from our first | swath pro|ceeded,
            ,         ,                   ,     ,         ,
      The sweet | degrees | that this / brief world | affords,
           ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      To such | as may | the pas|sive drugs | of it
        ,            ,             ,              ,           ,
      Freely | commandst:| thou wouldst | have plunged | thyself
           ,       ,       ,       ,          ,
      In gene|ral ri|ot, melt|ed down | thy youth
          ,           ,         ,         ,        ,
      In dif|ferent beds | of lust,| and nev|er learned
          ,     ,         ,        ,         ,        2->
      The i|cy pre|cepts of | respect,| but fol||lowed
           ,         ,        ,           ,        ,
      The sug|ared game | before | thee. But | myself,
           ,          ,         ,       ,       x
      Who had | the world | as my | confec|tionary,
             ,            ,            ,           ,         ,
      The mouths,| the tongues,| the eyes | and hearts | of men
          ,      ,         ,           ,         ,        ->
      At du|ty more | than I | could frame | employ||ment;
        ,     ,    2        ,         ,           ,
      That | numberless | upon | me stuck,| as leaves
       ,           ,      ,          T     Tx      T
      Do on | the oak,| hive with | one winter's brush
        ,                  ,           ,        ,       ,
      Fell from | their boughs,| and left | me op|en, bare,
           ,       ,            ,     T  .   T    T
      For eve|ry storm | that blows.| I to bear this,
            ,       ,           x          ,     ,
      That nev|er knew | but better,| is some | burden:
           ,        ,         ,         ,     2       ,
      Thy na|ture, did | commence | in suf|ferance, time
             ,           ,      2     ,                      ,   ,
      Hath made | thee hard | in it. Why | shouldst^thou / hate men?
            ,       ,          ,           ,           x
      They nev|er flat|tered thee.| What hast | thou given?
           ,           ,           ,               ,   ,
      If thou | wilt curse:| thy fath|er (that / poor rag)
            ,        ,    ,              ,           ,
      Must^be | thy sub|ject; who*| in spite | put^stuff
       .   T   T   T        ,         ,        ,
      To some she-beg|gar, and | compoun|ded thee
        T    T     . T    ,       ,          ,
      Poor rogue, here|dita|ry. Hence,| be gone,
           ,           ,           ,          ,         ,
      If thou | hadst not | been born | the worst | of men,
        ,            ,        ,           ,    ___
      Thou hadst | been a | knave and | flatte|rer.
 
APEMANTUS
       ,           T    T
      Art thou | proud yet?
 
TIMON
                             T         ,       ,      __
                            Aye,| that I | am not || thee.
 
APEMANTUS
      ___        ,        ,     ,  2
      Aye,| that I | was no | prodigal.
 
TIMON
       ,          T  T  T    ___   oo
      Aye, that | I am one | now.|
            ,           ,         ,          ,        ,
      Were all | the wealth | I have | shut^up | in thee,
            ,           ,          ,         ,           ,
      I'd give | thee leave | to hang | it. Get | thee gone:
        T   .    T     T        ,              ,   ,
      That the whole life | of Ath|ens were / in this,
        ,               x
      Thus would | I eat it.
 
[Eating a root]
 
APEMANTUS
                              ,              ,          ,
                            Here, I | will mend | thy feast.
 
[Offering him a root]
 
TIMON
First mend my company, take away thyself.
 
APEMANTUS
So I shall mend mine own, by the lack of thine.
 
TIMON
'Tis not well mended so, it is but botched; if not, I would it were.
 
APEMANTUS
What wouldst thou have to Athens?
 
TIMON
        ,    ,        2      T    T    T          ,
      Thee thith/er in a | whirlwind: if | thou wilt,
        ,           ,              ,      ,            ,
      Tell them | there I | have gold,| look, so | I have.
 
APEMANTUS
        ,           ,          ,
      Here is | no use | for gold.
 
TIMON
                                        ,           x
                                  The best,| and truest:
            ,          ,           ,     T   T     T
      For here | it sleeps,| and does | no hired harm.
 
APEMANTUS
              x           ,      ,
      Where liest | of nights,| Timon?
 
TIMON
                                        ,            2   ,        ->
                                       Under | that's above || me.
        ,        T     T   .   T     ,   ,
      Where | feedst thou of days | Ape|mantus?
 
APEMANTUS
Where my stomach finds meat, or rather where I eat it.
 
TIMON
Would poison were obedient, and knew my mind.
 
APEMANTUS
Where wouldst thou send it?
 
TIMON
To sauce thy dishes.
 
APEMANTUS
The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the extremity of both ends. When thou wast in thy gilt, and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much curiosity: in thy rags thou knowst none, but art despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for thee, eat it.
 
TIMON
On what I hate, I feed not.
 
APEMANTUS
Dost hate a medlar?
 
TIMON
Aye, though it look like thee.
 
APEMANTUS
And thou hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou shouldst have loved thyself better now. What man didst thou ever know unthrift, that was beloved after his means?
 
TIMON
Who without those means thou talkst of, didst thou ever know beloved?
 
APEMANTUS
Myself.
 
TIMON
I understand thee: thou hadst some means to keep a dog.
 
APEMANTUS
What things in the world canst thou nearest compare to thy flatterers?
 
TIMON
Women nearest, but men: men are the things themselves. What wouldst thou do with the world Apemantus, if it lay in thy power?
 
APEMANTUS
Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men.
 
TIMON
Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the confusion of men, and remain a beast with the beasts.
 
APEMANTUS
Aye Timon.
 
TIMON
A beastly ambition, which the gods grant thee to attain to. If thou wert the lion, the fox would beguile thee: if thou wert the lamb, the fox would eat thee: if thou wert the fox, the lion would suspect thee, when peradventure thou wert accused by the ass: if thou wert the ass, thy dullness would torment thee; and still thou livedst but as a breakfast to the wolf. If thou wert the wolf, thy greediness would afflict thee, and oft thou shouldst hazard thy life for thy dinner. Wert thou the unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee, and make thine own self the conquest of thy fury. Wert thou a bear, thou wouldst be killed by the horse: wert thou a horse, thou wouldst be seized by the leopard: wert thou a leopard, thou wert germane to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred, were jurors on thy life. All thy safety were remotion, and thy defense absence. What beast couldst thou be, that were not subject to a beast: and what a beast art thou already, that seest not thy loss in transformation.
 
APEMANTUS
           ,             ,
      If thou couldst please me
             ,       ,             ,
      With speaking to me, thou mightst
            ,    ,       ,
      Have hit upon it here.
           ,       ,       ,       ,     ,
      The commonwealth of Athens, is become
         ,           ,
      A forest of beasts.
 
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 | of comp|any | light u|pon thee:
      ,          ,         ,         T    T   T
      I will | fear to | catch it,| and give way.
           ,     T   T    T      ,         ,          ,
      When I | know not what | else to do,
            ,          ,
      I'll see thee again.
 
TIMON
             ,          ,       ,       ,      ,
      When there | is noth|ing liv|ing but | thee,
      <-          ,         ,
        Thou || shalt be | welcome.
       2      ,      ,      ,          ,  ->
      I had rath|er be | a beg||gar's dog,
            ,   ,
      Than Ap|eman|tus.
 
APEMANTUS
                            x           ,
                        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
        ,         ,          ,          __    oo
      That do | stand by | thee, are | pure.|
 
APEMANTUS
             ,       ,     ,
      There is | no lep|rosy,
                                   ,            ,
                             But what | thou speakst.
 
TIMON
        2    ,                   ,    ,
      If I name | thee, I'll / beat thee;
          ,         2    ,         ,
      But I | should infect | my hands.  (tri with prev)
 
APEMANTUS
          ,           ,
      I would | my tongue
             ,          ,
      Could rot | them off.  (di with prev)
 
TIMON
        ,          ,        2   ,      ,    oo
      Away thou | issue | of a man|gy dog,|
        ,             ,
      Choler | does kill | me,  \\
        ,          ,      ,          ,         ,
      That thou | art a|live, I | swound to | see thee.
 
APEMANTUS
Would thou wouldst burst.
 
TIMON
Away thou tedious rogue, I am sorry I shall lose a stone by thee.
 
[Throws a stone at him]
 
APEMANTUS
       ___
      Beast.
 
TIMON
             ___
            Slave.
 
APEMANTUS
                   __
                  Toad.
 
TIMON
                          T      T      T
                        Rogue, rogue, rogue.
       2     ,                ,     ,                  ,     ,
      I am sick | of this / false world,| and will / love nought
            x          ,       ,      ,        x
      But even | the mere | neces|sities | upon it:
            ,       ,      ,        ,          ,
      Then Tim|on pres|ently | prepare | thy grave:
       ,                ,       ,         T   T    T
      Lie where | the light | foam the | sea may beat
            ,           ,        ,           ,    ,
      Thy grave-|stone^dai|ly, make | thine^ep|itaph,
             ,         ,       ,         ,           ,
      That death | in me,| at oth|ers' lives | may laugh.
      ,          T     T    Tx           ,        ,
      O thou | sweet king-killer,| and dear | divorce
              ,   2    ,          ,            ,        ,     2->
      'Twixt^nat|ural son | and sire:| thou bright | defil||er
          ,        ,       ,          ,   2     ,
      Of Hy|men's pur|est bed,| thou val|iant Mars,
             x      T      T      T          ,    2     x
      Thou ever | young, fresh, loved,| and del|icate wooer,
              ,            ,         ,     ,        ,
      Whose^blush | doth^thaw | the con|secra|ted snow
             ,        ,       ,
      That lies | on Di|an's lap.
                                       ,   2    ,
                                 Thou vis|ible god,
             ,         ,        ,     ,     ,
      That sold|erst close | impos|sibil|ities,
            ,            ,            ,            ,        ,
      And makst | them kiss;| that speakst | with eve|ry tongue
          ,      ,        ,          ,           ,
      To eve|ry pur|pose: O | thou touch | of hearts,
        ,           T    T   .  T     ,     2       ,
      Think thy | slave man rebels,| and by* thy | virtue
       ,          ,          ,         ,            ,
      Set them | into | confoun|ding odds,| that beasts
            ,          ,         ,
      May have | the world | in emp|ire.
 
APEMANTUS
                                           ,            ,
                                         Would |'twere so,
           ,         ,        ,          ,              ,
      But not | till I | am dead.| I'll say | thou'st gold:
             ,           ,           ,
      Thou wilt | be thronged | to short|ly.
 
TIMON
                                                 ,
                                             Thronged | to?
 
APEMANTUS
                                                             ,
                                                            Aye.
 
TIMON
            ,        ,
      Thy back | I prith|ee.
 
APEMANTUS
                              ,          ,         ,    2  ->
                            Live,| and love | thy mis||ery.
 
TIMON
        ,      ,            ,    ,            ,
      Long | live so,| and so | die. I | am quit.
 
APEMANTUS
               ,           ,
      More* things | like^men,
                                ,   ,         2    ,
                               Eat Tim/on, and ab|hor them.
 
[Exit APEMANTUS. Enter Banditti]
 
FIRST BANDIT
Where should he have this gold? It is some poor fragment, some slender ort of his remainder: the mere want of gold, and the falling-from of his friends, drove him into this melancholy.
 
SECOND BANDIT
It is noised
He hath a mass of treasure.
 
THIRD BANDIT
Let us make the assay upon him, if he care not for it, he will supply us easily: if he covetously reserve it, how shall's get it?
 
SECOND BANDIT
True: for he bears it not about him:
'Tis hid.
 
FIRST BANDIT
Is not this he?
 
BANDITTI
Where?
 
SECOND BANDIT
'Tis his description.
 
THIRD BANDIT
He? I know him.
 
BANDITTI
Save thee Timon.
 
TIMON
Now thieves.
 
BANDITTI
Soldiers, not thieves.
 
TIMON
Both too, and women's sons.
 
BANDITTI
       ,              ,           ,
      We are | not thieves,| but men
                                            ,         ,
                                     That much | do want.
 
TIMON
             ,         ,                ,    ,          ,
      Your great|est want | is, you / want much | of meat:
              ,           ,        ,     .    T     T    T
      Why* should | you want?| Behold,| the earth hath roots:
          ,           ,      T     T   .  T          ,
      Within | this mile | break forth a hund|red springs:
       .    T    T    T         ,        ,        ,
      The oaks bear mast,| the bri|ars scar|let hips,
            ,    2     ,         ,             ,    ,
      The bount|eous house|wife^nat|ure, on^/each bush,
        ,          T    T   .  T           ,           ,
      Lays her | full mess before | you. Want?| Why* want?
 
FIRST BANDIT
          ,        ,         ,         ,         ,       o  ->
      We can|not live | on grass,| on ber|ries, wat||er,
            ,           ,           x      oo
      As beasts,| and birds,| and fishes.|
 
TIMON
       ,              ,            ,           ,            x
      Nor on | the beasts | themselves,| the birds | and fishes,
       .     T   T   T           ,         ,         ,
      You* must eat men.| Yet^thanks | I must | you con,
            ,           ,            ,                  ,   ,
      That you | are thieves | professed:| that you / work not
          ,   2     ,           ,          ,          ,
      In hol|ier shapes:| for there | is bound|less theft
          ,     ,        ,         ,         ,
      In lim|ited | profess|ions. Ras|cal thieves
         T     T    T     T   .    Tx     T       2      ,
      Here's gold. Go,| suck the subtle blood | of the grape,
                   ,   ,        ,            ,          ,
      Till the / high fev|er seethe | your blood | to froth,
       .   T    T     T         ,      ,     2     ,
      And so 'scape hang|ing. Trust | not the phys|ician,
           ,     ,          ,              ,   ,
      His ant|idotes | are pois|on, and / he slays
          2      ,     T     T     T           ,          x
      Moe* than you | rob: take wealth,| and lives | together,
       T    Tx    T     ,              ,         x
      Do villain do,| since you | protest | to do it.
        ,    ,           2    ,       ,           ,   2
      Like work/men, I'll ex|ample | you with | thievery:
            ,         ,      ,      2        ,        ,
      The sun's | a thief,| and with his | great at|traction
        T   .    T   T          ,          ,        ,
      Robs the vast sea.| The moon's | an ar|rant thief,
       .   T    T    T           ,        ,         ,
      And her pale fire,| she snatch|es from | the sun.
            ,         ,            ,        ,          ,
      The sea's | a thief,| whose^liq|uid surge,| resolves
            ,             ,    ,            ,          ,
      The moon | into / salt tears.| The earth's | a thief,
             ,            ,      ,         ,          x
      That feeds | and breeds | by a | compos|ture stolen
             ,       ,      ,      T     T    .   T
      From gene|ral ex|crement:| each thing's a thief.
            ,           ,          ,                 ,     x
      The laws,| your curb | and whip,| in their / rough power
          2     ,        T      T   T           ,       ,
      Have unchecked | theft. Love not | yourselves,| away,
       ,     2    ,                 ,      T    T     T
      Rob one^a|nother,| there's* more | gold, cut throats,
       ,               ,           ,          ,       ,
      All that | you meet | are thieves:| to Ath|ens go,
        T    Tx    T       ,          2      ,
      Break open shops,| nothing | can you steal
      <-       ,        T    Tx      T       ,           ,        ,
        But thieves || do lose it: steal | less, for | this I | give you,
            ,         ,          ,     ,      ,
      And gold | confound | you how|soere:| Amen.
 
THIRD BANDIT
Has almost charmed me from my profession, by persuading me to it.
 
FIRST BANDIT
'Tis in the malice of mankind, that he thus advises us not to have us thrive in our mystery.
 
SECOND BANDIT
I'll believe him as an enemy,
And give over my trade.
 
FIRST BANDIT
Let us first see peace in Athens, there is no time so miserable, but a man may be true.
 
[Exeunt Banditti. Enter FLAVIUS]
 
FLAVIUS
      _   ___    __    oo
      O | you | gods!|
           ,         ,          x        ,         ,
      Is yond | despised | and rui|nous man | my lord?
        ,    2    ,          ,       ,  ,
      Full of de|cay and | failing?| O mon/ument*
           ,             ,    ,      , 2          ,
      And wond|er of / good deeds,| evilly | bestowed!
                ,   ,         ,         ,          ,
      What* an alteration of honor has desperate want made?  ????
            ,       ,       ,          ,             ,
      What vil|er thing | upon | the earth,| than friends,
                   ,    ,         ,         ,        ,
      Who* can / bring nob|lest minds,| to bas|est ends.
            ,         x       ,           T     T     T
      How rare|ly does it | meet with | this time's guise,
            ,           ,          ,         ,    ,
      When man | was wished | to love | his en|emies:
            ,        ,      ,          ,      ,
      Grant^I | may ev|er love,| and rath|er woo
        ,                 ,         ,          ,           ,
      Those that | would mis|chief me,| than those | that do.
Has caught me in his eye, I will present my honest grief unto him; and as my lord, still serve him with my life. My dearest master.
 
TIMON
        ,          ,
      Away:| what art | thou?
 
FLAVIUS
                               ,       2    ,         ,
                             Have | you forgot | me, sir?
 
TIMON
       .     T   T    T    ,     2     T   T   T
      Why* dost ask that?| I have for|got all men.
        ,                ,         ,         ,
      Then, if | thou gruntst,| thou'rt a | man.
      <- ,              ,
         I / have for||got thee.
 
FLAVIUS
                                     ,        ,     ,             ,
                                 An hon|est poor | servant | of yours.
 
TIMON
        ,        T    T   T
      Then I | know thee not:  \\
          x          ,       ,     x              ,
      I never | had^hon|est man | about me,| aye^all
          ,            ,          ,          ,           x
      I kept | were knaves,| to serve | in meat | to villains.
 
FLAVIUS
            ,         ,
      The gods | are wit|ness,  \\
        ,          ,    ,               ,       ,
      Nere did | poor stew/ard wear^|a tru|er grief
                 ,  ,      ,            T    T   .   T
      For his / undone | lord, than | mine eyes for you.
 
TIMON
       __      T    T    T
      What,| dost thou weep?  \\
        ,    ,      .    oo     ,        ,
      Come near/er.    |    | Then I | love thee
          ,           ,       ,       ,          ,
      Because | thou art | a wom|an, and | disclaimst
         Tx   T   T            ,        ,       ,
      Flinty mankind:| whose^eyes | do nev|er give,
            ,         ,          ,         ,        ,        o
      But thor|ough lust | and laugh|ter: pit|y's sleep|ing:
        ___       ,            ,           ,         ,           ,
      Strange | times that | weep with | laughing,| not with | weeping.
 
FLAVIUS
         ,        ,         ,          ,         ,
      I beg | of you | to know | me, good | my lord,
        2    ,         ,        x                T     T     T
      To accept | my grief,| and whilst this | poor wealth lasts,  ??
          ,      ,        ,          ,        ,
      To ent|ertain | me as | your stew|ard still.
 
TIMON
           ,   2      ,
      \\  Had I a | steward
            ,          ,         ,         ,       ,
      So* true,| so* just,| and now | so comf|ortable?
          ,        ,          ,    2    ,        ,
      It al|most turns | my dang|erous nat|ure wild.
       ,           ,          ,      ,          ,
      Let me | behold | thy face:| Surely, this man
            ,        ,
      Was born | of wom|an.  \\
           ,     ,   ,          2     ,          ,
      Forgive | my gene/ral, and ex|ceptless | rashness
         2    ,   2   ,       ,       ,        ,
      You perpet|ual so|ber gods.| I do | proclaim
       T    Tx    T        ,         ,         ,
      One honest man:| mistake | me not,| but one:
       T   T  T     ,           ,        ,
      No more I | pray, and | he's a | steward.
             ,          ,          x      T   T   T
      How* fain | would^I | have hated | all mankind,
            ,         ,          ,     .   T    T    T
      And thou | redeemst | thyself.| But all save thee,
          ,           ,
      I fell | with curs|es.   \\
           ,           ,          ,       ,           ,
      Methinks | thou^art | more hon|est now,| than wise:
       ,            ,        ,        ,       ,
      For, by | oppres|sing and | betray|ing me,
              ,             ,      ,        x      ,
      Thou mightst | have soon|er got | another | service:  ??
           ,    ,     ,      ,      ,
      For many so arrive at second masters,
       x             T      T     T          ,         ,
      Upon their | first lord's neck.| But tell | me true,
           ,         ,      ,               ,         ,
      (For I | must ev|er doubt,| though* nere | so sure)
          ,          ,        ,        ,     ,
      Is not | thy kind|ness sub|tle, cov|etous,
          ,       ,  2      ,           2     ,   ,    ,    ,
      If not | a us|uring kind|ness, and as rich men deal gifts,  ????
          ,       ,       ,      ,           ,
      Expect|ing in | return | twenty | for one?
 
FLAVIUS
       ,             ,      ,              ,      ,
      No my | most worth|y mast|er, in / whose breast
        ,           T   T   . T     .     T    T    T
      Doubt, and | suspect (alas)| are placed too late:
       ,        2          T     T     T           ,          ,
      You should have | feared false times,| when you | did feast.
          ,       T     T      T       2   ,          ,
      Suspect | still comes, where | an estate | is least.
        ,       2      T     Tx     T          ,       ,
      That which^I | show, heaven knows,| is mere|ly love,
       ,           ,         ,      T   T     T
      Duty,| and zeal,| to your | unmatched mind;
        ,              ,         ,        ,           x
      Care of | your food | and liv|ing, and | believe it,
           ,     ,         __
      My most | honored | lord,  \\
           ,    ,    ,            ,         ,
      For an|y ben|efit | that points | to me,
        ,           ,         ,        ,         ,
      Either | in hope,| or pres|ent, I'd | exchange
       .    T   T    T          ,          x            ,
      For this one wish,| that you | had power | and wealth
              ,    ,       ,        ,          ,
      To re/quite me,| by mak|ing rich | yourself.
 
TIMON
        ,                ,          ,      ,       ,
      Look thee*,| 'tis so:| thou sing|ly hon|est man,
       __     __          ,       2    ,    ,  2
      Here | take:| the gods | out of my | misery
        .    T    T    T         ,     T    T   .   T     2->
      Have sent thee treas|ure. Go,| live rich and hap||py,
            ,        ,           ,            ,           ,
      But thus | condit|ioned: thou | shalt build | from men:
        T   T     T      T     T    T   3 3     ,
      Hate all, curse | all, show char|ity to none,
           ,         ,          ,       ,                ,
      But let | the fam|ished flesh | slide from | the bone,
       ,             ,          ,         ,         ,
      Ere thou | relieve | the beg|gar. Give | to dogs
             ,        ,        ,           ,        ,      2    ->
      What thou | denyst | to men.| Let* pris|ons swal||low 'em,
        ,       ,   2           ,          ,         ,       ,
      Debts | wither 'em | to nothing, be men like blasted woods  ????
           ,      ,      ,             ,      ,
      And may diseases lick up their false bloods,
           ,         ,           ,
      And so | farewell,| and thrive.  \\
 
FLAVIUS
          ,         ,         ,        ,        ,      ->
      O* let | me stay,| and com|fort you,| my mas||ter.
 
TIMON
       ,         ,       ,
      If | thou hat|est curs|es,  \\
        T   T    T       ,                 ,            ,
      Stay not: fly,| whilst thou | art blessed | and free:
             ,          ,         ,         ,           ,
      Nere* see | thou man,| and let | me nere | see* thee.
 
[Exit FLAVIUS. TIMON retires to his cave]

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