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But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!

      — Othello, Act IV Scene 1

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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]

2

Timon of Athens
[II, 1]

Senator

627

And late, five thousand: to Varro and to Isidore
He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum,
Which makes it five and twenty. Still in motion
Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not.
If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog,
And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold.
If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more
Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon,
Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight,
And able horses. No porter at his gate,
But rather one that smiles and still invites
All that pass by. It cannot hold: no reason
Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho!
Caphis, I say!

3

Timon of Athens
[II, 2]

Timon

890

Go you, sir, to the senators—
Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
Deserved this hearing—bid 'em send o' the instant
A thousand talents to me.

4

Timon of Athens
[III, 4]

First Servant

1197

Yes, mine's three thousand crowns: what's yours?

5

Timon of Athens
[III, 4]

Timon

1275

Five thousand drops pays that.
What yours?—and yours?

6

Timon of Athens
[III, 6]

First Lord

1457

A thousand pieces.

7

Timon of Athens
[III, 6]

Second Lord

1458

A thousand pieces!

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