Sec. Sen. And enter in our ears like great triumphers
In their applauding gates.
Tim. Commend me to them; 195
And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs,
Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,[2736]
Their pangs of love, with other incident throes[2737]
That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain
In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do them:[2738][2739]200
I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath.[2739][2740]
First Sen. I like this well; he will return again.[2741]
Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my close,
That mine own use invites me to cut down,
And shortly must I fell it: tell my friends, 205
Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree[2742]
From high to low throughout, that whoso please
To stop affliction, let him take his haste,[2743]
Come hither ere my tree hath felt the axe,
And hang himself: I pray you, do my greeting. 210
Flav. Trouble him no further; thus you still shall find him.[2744]
Tim. Come not to me again: but say to Athens,
Timon hath made his everlasting mansion
Upon the beached verge of the salt flood;
Who once a day with his embossed froth[2745] 215
The turbulent surge shall cover: thither come,
And let my grave-stone be your oracle.
Lips, let sour words go by and language end:[2746]
What is amiss, plague and infection mend!
Graves only be men's works, and death their gain! 220
Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign.[2747]
[Retires to his cave.
First Sen. His discontents are unremoveably[2748][2749]
Coupled to nature.[2748][2750]
Sec. Sen. Our hope in him is dead: let us return,
And strain what other means is left unto us 225
In our dear peril.[2751]
First Sen. It requires swift foot. [Exeunt.