Tim. And now I remember, my lord, you gave good[1903][1904]
words the other day of a bay courser I rode on. 'Tis yours,[1903][1905]205
because you liked it.[1903]
Third Lord. O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord,[1906][1907]
in that.[1908]
Tim. You may take my word, my lord; I know, no[1909]
man can justly praise, but what he does affect: I weigh[1909] 210
my friend's affection with mine own: I'll tell you true. I'll[1909][1910]
call to you.[1909][1911]
All Lords. O, none so welcome.[1907]
Tim. I take all and your several visitations
So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give:[1912] 215
Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends,[1912]
And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades,
Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich;
It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living[1913]
Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands thou hast 220
Lie in a pitch'd field.
Alcib. Ay, defiled land, my lord.[1914][1915]
First Lord. We are so virtuously bound—[1915][1916]
Tim. And so am I to you.[1915]