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Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

12

I know them both; th' other's a jeweller.

2

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Merchant

13

O, 'tis a worthy lord.

3

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Merchant

15

A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were,
To an untirable and continuate goodness:
He passes.

4

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Merchant

25

'Tis a good form.

5

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Jeweller

27

And rich: here is a water, look ye.

6

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

30

A thing slipp'd idly from me.
Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes
From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
Provokes itself and like the current flies
Each bound it chafes. What have you there?

7

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

36

A picture, sir. When comes your book forth?

8

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

39

'Tis a good piece.

9

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

42

Admirable: how this grace
Speaks his own standing! what a mental power
This eye shoots forth! how big imagination
Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture
One might interpret.

10

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

47

It is a pretty mocking of the life.
Here is a touch; is't good?

11

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

56

You see this confluence, this great flood
of visitors.
I have, in this rough work, shaped out a man,
Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug
With amplest entertainment: my free drift
Halts not particularly, but moves itself
In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice
Infects one comma in the course I hold;
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,
Leaving no tract behind.

12

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Poet

80

Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill
Feign'd Fortune to be throned: the base o' the mount
Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures,
That labour on the bosom of this sphere
To propagate their states: amongst them all,
Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd,
One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame,
Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her;
Whose present grace to present slaves and servants
Translates his rivals.

13

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

109

'Tis common:
A thousand moral paintings I can show
That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's
More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well
To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen
The foot above the head.
[Trumpets sound. Enter TIMON, addressing himself]
courteously to every suitor; a Messenger from
VENTIDIUS talking with him; LUCILIUS and other
servants following]

14

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

125

Noble Ventidius! Well;
I am not of that feather to shake off
My friend when he must need me. I do know him
A gentleman that well deserves a help:
Which he shall have: I'll pay the debt,
and free him.

15

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

141

Thou hast a servant named Lucilius.

16

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

146

This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature,
By night frequents my house. I am a man
That from my first have been inclined to thrift;
And my estate deserves an heir more raised
Than one which holds a trencher.

17

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Old Athenian

152

One only daughter have I, no kin else,
On whom I may confer what I have got:
The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride,
And I have bred her at my dearest cost
In qualities of the best. This man of thine
Attempts her love: I prithee, noble lord,
Join with me to forbid him her resort;
Myself have spoke in vain.

18

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

177

This gentleman of mine hath served me long:
To build his fortune I will strain a little,
For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter:
What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise,
And make him weigh with her.

19

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Painter

192

A piece of painting, which I do beseech
Your lordship to accept.

20

Timon of Athens
[I, 1]

Timon

206

A more satiety of commendations.
If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd,
It would unclew me quite.