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
_Alcib._ Hard fate! he might have died in war.
My lords, if not for any parts in him-- 75
Though his right arm might purchase his own time
And be in debt to none--yet, more to move you,
Take my deserts to his and join 'em both:
And, for I know your reverend ages love[2255]
Security, I'll pawn my victories, all[2255][2256] 80
My honours to you, upon his good returns.[2255][2257]
If by this crime he owes the law his life,
Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore;[2258]
For law is strict, and war is nothing more.
_First Sen._ We are for law: he dies; urge it no more, 85
On height of our displeasure: friend or brother,
He forfeits his own blood that spills another.
_Alcib._ Must it be so? it must not be. My lords,[2259]
I do beseech you, know me.[2259]
_Sec. Sen._ How! 90
_Alcib._ Call me to your remembrances.[2260]
_Third Sen._ What![2261]
_Alcib._ I cannot think but your age has forgot me;[2262]
It could not else be I should prove so base
To sue and be denied such common grace: 95
My wounds ache at you.
_First Sen._ Do you dare our anger?[2263]
'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect;
We banish thee for ever.
_Alcib._ Banish me!
Banish your dotage; banish usury,
That makes the senate ugly. 100
_First Sen._ If, after two days' shine, Athens contain thee,[2264]
Attend our weightier judgement. And, not to swell our
spirit,[2265][2266][2267]
He shall be executed presently.[2266][2268] [_Exeunt Senators._
_Alcib._ Now the gods keep you old enough, that you may live[2269]
Only in bone, that none may look on you![2270] 105
I'm worse than mad: I have kept back their foes,
While they have told their money and let out
Their coin upon large interest, I myself
Rich only in large hurts. All those for this?
Is this the balsam that the usuring senate 110
Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment![2271]
It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd;
It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury,
That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up
My discontented troops, and lay for hearts.[2272] 115
'Tis honour with most lands to be at odds;[2273]
Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods.[2274] [_Exit._
SCENE VI. _A banqueting-room in Timon's house._[2275]
_Music. Tables set out_: Servants _attending. Enter divers_ Lords,
Senators _and others, at several doors_.[2276]
_First Lord._ The good time of day to you, sir.[2277]
_Sec. Lord._ I also wish it to you. I think this honourable[2278]
lord did but try us this other day.
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