2 Thou art going to Lord Timons Feast
Ape. I, to see meate fill Knaues, and Wine heat fooles
2 Farthee well, farthee well
Ape. Thou art a Foole to bid me farewell twice
2 Why Apemantus?
Ape. Should'st haue kept one to thy selfe, for I meane
to giue thee none
1 Hang thy selfe
Ape. No I will do nothing at thy bidding:
Make thy requests to thy Friend
2 Away vnpeaceable Dogge,
Or Ile spurne thee hence
Ape. I will flye like a dogge, the heeles a'th' Asse
1 Hee's opposite to humanity.
Come shall we in,
And taste Lord Timons bountie: he out-goes
The verie heart of kindnesse