APEMANTUS.
What a coil’s here!
Serving of becks and jutting out of bums!
I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums
That are given for ’em. Friendship’s full of dregs.
Methinks false hearts should never have sound legs.
Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on curtsies.
TIMON.
Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen,
I would be good to thee.
APEMANTUS.
No, I’ll nothing, for if I should be bribed too, there would be none left to rail upon thee, and then thou wouldst sin the faster. Thou giv’st so long, Timon, I fear me thou wilt give away thyself in paper shortly. What needs these feasts, pomps, and vainglories?
TIMON.
Nay, an you begin to rail on society once, I am sworn not to give regard to you. Farewell, and come with better music.
[Exit.]
APEMANTUS.
So. Thou wilt not hear me now, thou shalt not then.
I’ll lock thy heaven from thee.
O, that men’s ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!
[Exit.]
ACT II
SCENE I. Athens. A room in a senator’s house
Enter a Senator with papers.