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And none but tyrants use it cruelly:
i Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox,
wrongs His outsides; wear them like his raiment, carelessly;
setting his fate aside,] i. e. putting this action of his, which was pre-determined by fate, out of the question. 6 And with such sober and unnoted passion
He did behave his anger, ere 'twas spent, &c.] The sense of this passage, (however perversely expressed on account of rhyme,) may be this: “ He managed his anger with such sober and unnoted passion [i. e. suffering, forbearance,) before it was spent, [ice. before that disposition to endure the insult he had received, was exhausted,] that it seemed as if he had been only engaged in supporting an argument he had advanced in conversation.
* You undergo too strict a paradox,] You undertake a paradox too hard. that man can breathe,] i. e. can utter.
And ne'er prefer his injuries to the heart,
Alcib. My lord,
i Sen. You cannot make gross sins look clear i To revenge is no valour, but to bear.
Alcib. My lords, then, under favour, pardon me,
2 Sen. You breathe in vain.
In vain ? his service done
i Sen. What's that?
what make we Abroad?] What do we, or what have we to do in the field?
sin's extremest gust;] Gust means rashness. The allusion may be to a sudden gust of wind. So we say, it was done in a sudden gust of passion.
- by mercy, 'tis most just.] i. e. I call mercy herself to witness, that defensive violence is just. JOHNSON.
Alcib. Why, I say, my lords, h'as done fair service, And slain in fight many of your enemies : How full of valour did he bear himself In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds ?
2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with 'em, he Is a sworn rioter: h'as a sin that often Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner: If there were no foes, that were enough alone To overcome him: in that beastly fury He has been known to commit outrages, And cherish factions : "Tis inferr'd to us, His days are foul, and his drink dangerous.
1 Sen. He dies.
Alcib. Hard fate! he might have died in war. My lords, if not for any parts in him, (Though his right arm might purchase his own time, And be in debt to none,) yet, more to move you, Take my deserts to his, and join them both: And, for I know, your reverend ages love Security, I'll pawn my victories, all My honour to you, upon his good returns. If by this crime he owes the law his life, Why, let the war receiv't in valiant gore; For law is strict, and war is nothing more
i Sen. We are for law, he dies; urge it no more, On height of our displeasure: Friend, or brother, He forfeits his own blood, that spills another.
Alcib. Must it be so? it must not be. My lords, I do beseech you, know me.
2 Sen. How?
prove so base,
- I should prove so base,] Base for dishonoured.
My wounds ache at you. 1 Sen. Do
dare our anger? "Tis in few words, but spacious in effect; We banish thee for ever. Alcib.
Banish me? Banish your dotage ; banish usury, That makes the senate ugly. i Sen. If, after two days' shine, Athens contain
thee, Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell
our spirit, He shall be executed presently. [Exeunt Senators. Alcib. Now the gods keep you old enough; that
you may live Only in bone, that none may look on you ! I am worse than mad: I have kept back their foes, While they have told their money, and let out Their coin upon large interest; I myself, Rich only in large hurts ;-All those, for this? Is this the balsam, that the usuring senate Pours into captains' wounds ? ha! banishment? It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd; It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury, That I may strike at Athens, I'll cheer up My discontented troops, and lay for hearts, 'Tis honour, with most lands to be at odds; Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods.
[Erit. * And not to swell our spirit,] i. e. not to put ourselves into any tumour of rage, take our definitive resolution.
A magnificent Room in Timon's House.
Musick. Tables set out: Servants attending. Enter
divers Lords, at several Doors.
2 Lord. I also wish it to you. I think, this honourable lord did but try us this other day.
i Lord. Upon that were my thoughts tiring,' when we encountered : I hope it is not so low with him, as he made it seem in the trial of his several friends.
2 Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting
i Lord. I should think so: He hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear.
2 Lord. In like manner was I in debt to my importunate business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision was out.
i Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go.
2 Lord. Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of you
2 ? i Lord. A thousand pieces. 2 Lord. A thousand pieces ! i Lord. What of you? 3 Lord. He sent to me, sir,—Here he comes.
* Upon that were my thoughts tiring,] A hawk, I think, is said to tire, when she amuses herself with pecking a pheasant's wing, or any thing that puts her in mind of prey. To tire upon a thing, is therefore, to be idly employed upon it. Johnson.