_Third Lord._ I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble[2294] feast toward. 60 _Sec. Lord._ This is the old man still. _Third Lord._ Will 't hold? will 't hold?[2295] _Sec. Lord._ It does: but time will--and so--[2296] _Third Lord._ I do conceive. _Tim._ Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would 65 to the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be in all places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place: sit, sit. The gods require[2297] our thanks. You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with thankfulness.[2298] 70 For your own gifts, make yourselves praised: but[2298] reserve still to give, lest your deities be despised. Lend to[2298] each man enough, that one need not lend to another; for,[2298] were your godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake[2298] the gods. Make the meat be beloved more than the man[2298][2299] 75 that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without a score[2298] of villains: if there sit twelve women at the table, let a[2298] dozen of them be--as they are. The rest of your fees, O[2298][2300] gods,--the senators of Athens, together with the common[2298] lag of people,--what is amiss in them, you gods, make[2298][2301] 80 suitable for destruction. For these my present friends,[2298][2302] as they are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to[2298][2303] nothing are they welcome.[2298][2304] Uncover, dogs, and lap. [_The dishes are uncovered and seen to be full of warm water._[2305] _Some speak._ What does his lordship mean? 85 _Some other._ I know not. _Tim._ May you a better feast never behold, You knot of mouth-friends! smoke and luke-warm water[2306] Is your perfection. This is Timon's last;[2307] Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries,[2308] 90 Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces[2309] Your reeking villany. [_Throwing the water in their faces._[2310] Live loathed, and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies,[2311] 95 Cap-and-knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks![2312] Of man and beast the infinite malady[2313] Crust you quite o'er! What, dost thou go? Soft! take thy physic first--thou too--and thou:-- Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.[2314] 100 [_Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out._