Apem. Yonder comes a poet and a painter: the plague[2535][2536]
of company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it, and[2535]
give way: when I know not what else to do, I'll see thee[2535]
again.[2535]
Tim. When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt[2535]350
be welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog than Apemantus.[2535]
Apem. Thou art the cap of all the fools alive.[2537]
Tim. Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon![2537]
Apem. A plague on thee! thou art too bad to curse.[2537][2538]355
Tim. All villains that do stand by thee are pure.[2537]
Apem. There is no leprosy but what thou speak'st.[2537]
Tim. If I name thee.[2539][2540]
I'll beat thee; but I should infect my hands.[2539][2541]
Apem. I would my tongue could rot them off![2542] 360
Tim. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog![2543]
Choler does kill me that thou art alive;
I swoon to see thee.[2543][2544]