The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 7 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 7 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Enter_ FLAVIUS, _with many bills in his hand_.[1951]
_Flavius._ No care, no stop! so senseless of expense,
That he will neither know how to maintain it,
Nor cease his flow of riot: takes no account
How things go from him; nor resumes no care[1952]
Of what is to continue: never mind 5
Was to be so unwise, to be so kind.[1953]
What shall be done? he will not hear till feel:[1954]
I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting.
Fie, fie, fie, fie![1955]
_Enter_ CAPHIS, _with the_ Servants _of_ ISIDORE _and_ VARRO.
_Caph._ Good even, Varro: what, you come for money?[1956][1957] 10
_Var. Serv._ Is't not your business too?[1957][1958]
_Caph._ It is: and yours too, Isidore?[1957]
_Isid. Serv._ It is so.[1957][1959]
_Caph._ Would we were all discharged![1957]
_Var. Serv._ I fear it.[1957] 15
_Caph._ Here comes the lord.[1957][1960]
_Enter_ TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords, _and others_.
_Tim._ So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again,
My Alcibiades. With me? what is your will?[1961]
_Caph._ My lord, here is a note of certain dues.[1962]
_Tim._ Dues! Whence are you?
_Caph._ Of Athens here, my lord. 20
_Tim._ Go to my steward.
_Caph._ Please it your lordship, he hath put me off
To the succession of new days this month:
My master is awaked by great occasion
To call upon his own, and humbly prays you 25
That with your other noble parts you'll suit
In giving him his right.
_Tim._ Mine honest friend,
I prithee but repair to me next morning.
_Caph._ Nay, good my lord,--
_Tim._ Contain thyself, good friend.[1963]
_Var. Serv._ One Varro's servant, my good lord,--[1963][1964] 30
_Isid. Serv._ From Isidore; he humbly prays your[1964][1965]
speedy payment.[1964][1966]
_Caph._ If you did know, my lord, my master's wants,--[1964][1967]
_Var. Serv._ 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks[1964]
and past.[1964] 35
_Isid. Serv._ Your steward puts me off, my lord, and I[1968]
Am sent expressly to your lordship.[1968]
_Tim._ Give me breath.
I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;
I'll wait upon you instantly. [_Exeunt Alcibiades, Lords, &c._
[_To Flav._] Come hither: pray you,[1969] 40
How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd
With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds,[1970]
And the detention of long-since-due debts,[1971]
Against my honour?
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