Apem. Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, where[2521]
I eat it.
Tim. Would poison were obedient and knew my mind![2522] 295
Apem. Where wouldst thou send it?[2523]
Tim. To sauce thy dishes.
Apem. The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but
the extremity of both ends: when thou wast in thy gilt and
thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much curiosity; in[2524] 300
thy rags thou know'st none, but art despised for the contrary.
There's a medlar for thee; eat it.[2525]
Tim. On what I hate I feed not.[2525]
Apem. Dost hate a medlar?[2525]
Tim. Ay, though it look like thee.[2525][2526] 305
Apem. An thou hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou[2525][2527]
shouldst have loved thyself better now. What man didst[2525]
thou ever know unthrift that was beloved after his means?[2525]
Tim. Who, without those means thou talk'st of, didst[2525]
thou ever know beloved?[2525] 310