Without the Walls of Athens |
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Enter TIMON. |
Tim. Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall, |
That girdlest in those wolves, dive in the earth. |
And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent! |
Obedience fail in children! slaves and fools, |
Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, |
And minister in their steads! To general filths |
Convert, o' the instant, green virginity! |
Do 't in your parents' eyes! Bankrupts, hold fast; |
Rather than render back, out with your knives, |
And cut your trusters' throats! Bound servants, steal!— |
Large-handed robbers your grave masters are,— |
And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed; |
Thy mistress is o' the brothel! Son of sixteen, |
Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping sire, |
With it beat out his brains! Piety, and fear, |
Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, |
Domestic awe, night-rest and neighbourhood, |
Instruction, manners, mysteries and trades, |
Degrees, observances, customs and laws, |
Decline to your confounding contraries, |
And let confusion live! Plagues incident to men, |
Your potent and infectious fevers heap |
On Athens, ripe for stroke! Thou cold sciatica, |
Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt |
As lamely as their manners! Lust and liberty |
Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth, |
That' gainst the stream of virtue they may strive, |
And drown themselves in riot! Itches, blains, |
Sow all the Athenian bosoms, and their crop |
Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath, |
That their society, as their friendship, may |
Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee |
But nakedness, thou detestable town! |
Take thou that too, with multiplying bans! |
Timon will to the woods; where he shall find |
The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind. |
The gods confound—hear me, you good gods all— |
The Athenians both within and out that wall! |
And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow |
To the whole race of mankind, high and low! Amen. [Exit. |
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