Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this[2385] 30 Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads:[2386] This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accursed; Make the hoar leprosy adored; place thieves,[2387] 35 And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench: this is it[2388] That makes the wappen'd widow wed again;[2389] She, whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores[2390][2391] Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices[2391][2392] 40 To the April day again. Come, damned earth,[2393] Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st odds[2394] Among the rout of nations, I will make thee Do thy right nature. [_March afar off._] Ha! a drum? Thou'rt quick,[2395] But yet I'll bury thee: thou'lt go, strong thief,[2396] 45 When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand: Nay, stay thou out for earnest. [_Keeping some gold._[2397] _Enter_ ALCIBIADES, _with drum and fife, in warlike manner_; PHRYNIA _and_ TIMANDRA.[A] _Alcib._ What art thou there? speak.[2398] _Tim._ A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw thy heart,[2399] For showing me again the eyes of man! _Alcib._ What is thy name? Is man so hateful to thee, 50 That art thyself a man? _Tim._ I am misanthropos, and hate mankind.[2400] For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something. _Alcib._ I know thee well; But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. 55 _Tim._ I know thee too; and more than that I know thee[2401] I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; With man's blood paint the ground, gules, gules:[2402] Religious canons, civil laws are cruel; Then what should war be? This fell whore of thine 60 Hath in her more destruction than thy sword, For all her cherubin look. _Phry._ Thy lips rot off! _Tim._ I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns[2403] To thine own lips again. _Alcib._ How came the noble Timon to this change? 65 _Tim._ As the moon does, by wanting light to give: But then renew I could not, like the moon; There were no suns to borrow of.[2404] _Alcib._ Noble Timon, what friendship may I do thee?[2405] _Tim._ None, but to maintain my opinion.[2405][2406] 70 _Alcib._ What is it, Timon?[2405] _Tim._ Promise me friendship, but perform none: if thou[2405] wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for thou art a man:[2405][2407] if thou dost perform, confound thee, for thou art a man![2405][2408] _Alcib._ I have heard in some sort of thy miseries.[2409] 75 _Tim._ Thou saw'st them when I had prosperity.