_Tim._ Rogue, rogue, rogue![2546][2548] 370 I am sick of this false world, and will love nought But even the mere necessities upon't.[2549] Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph, 375 That death in me at others' lives may laugh.[2550] [_To the gold_] O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce[2551] 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler[2552] Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! Thou ever young, fresh, loved, and delicate wooer,[2553] 380 Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god,[2554] That solder'st close impossibilities, And makest them kiss! that speak'st with every tongue, To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts! 385 Think thy slave man rebels; and by thy virtue[2555] Set them into confounding odds, that beasts May have the world in empire! _Apem._ Would 'twere so![2556] But not till I am dead. I'll say thou hast gold:[2557] Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. _Tim._ Throng'd to![2558] _Apem._ Ay. 390 _Tim._ Thy back, I prithee. _Apem._ Live, and love thy misery![2559] _Tim._ Long live so, and so die! [_Exit Apemantus._] I am quit.[2560] Moe things like men? Eat, Timon, and abhor them.[2561] _Enter_ Banditti. _First Ban._ Where should he have this gold? It is some[2562] poor fragment, some slender ort of his remainder: the mere 395 want of gold, and the falling-from of his friends, drove him[2563] into this melancholy. _Sec. Ban._ It is noised he hath a mass of treasure.[2564] _Third Ban._ Let us make the assay upon him: if he care not for't, he will supply us easily; if he covetously 400 reserve it, how shall's get it? _Sec. Ban._ True; for he bears it not about him; 'tis hid.[2565] _First Ban._ Is not this he? _Banditti._ Where?[2566] _Sec. Ban._ 'Tis his description. 405 _Third Ban._ He; I know him.[2567] _Banditti._ Save thee, Timon.[2566] _Tim._ Now, thieves?[2568] _Banditti._ Soldiers, not thieves.[2566] _Tim._ Both too; and women's sons.[2569] 410 _Banditti._ We are not thieves, but men that much do want.[2566][2570] _Tim._ Your greatest want is, you want much of meat.[2571][2572][2573] Why should you want? Behold, the earth hath roots;[2572] Within this mile break forth a hundred springs;[2574] The oaks bear mast, the briers scarlet hips;[2575] 415 The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush Lays her full mess before you. Want! why want?