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The woods. Timon's cave, and a rude tomb seen.
[Enter a Soldier, seeking TIMON]
SOLDIER
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By all | descrip|tion this | should be | the
place.
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Who's^here?| Speak ho*.| No ans|wer? What | is
this?
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Timon | is dead,| who hath | outstretched | his
span,
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Some^beast | reared this; there | does not live |
a man.
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Dead sure, and this | his grave,| what's on |
this tomb,
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I cannot | read: the | character | I'll take |
with wax,
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Our cap|tain hath | in eve|ry fig|ure skill;
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An aged | inter|preter,| though young | in days:
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Before | proud Ath/ens he's | set down | by this,
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Whose* fall | the mark | of his | ambit|ion is.
[Exit]