TIMON. Think not on't, sir.
SECOND LORD. If you had sent but two hours before-
TIMON. Let it not cumber your better remembrance. [The banquet
brought in] Come, bring in all together.
SECOND LORD. All cover'd dishes!
FIRST LORD. Royal cheer, I warrant you.
THIRD LORD. Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield
it.
FIRST LORD. How do you? What's the news?
THIRD LORD. Alcibiades is banish'd. Hear you of it?
FIRST AND SECOND LORDS. Alcibiades banish'd!
THIRD LORD. 'Tis so, be sure of it.
FIRST LORD. How? how?
SECOND LORD. I pray you, upon what?
TIMON. My worthy friends, will you draw near?
THIRD LORD. I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast
toward.
SECOND LORD. This is the old man still.
THIRD LORD. Will't hold? Will't hold?
SECOND LORD. It does; but time will- and so-
THIRD LORD. I do conceive.
TIMON. Each man to his stool with that spur as he would to the
lip
of his mistress; your diet shall be in all places alike. Make
not
a city feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree
upon
the first place. Sit, sit. The gods require our thanks:
You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with
thankfulness.
For your own gifts make yourselves prais'd; but reserve still
to
give, lest your deities be despised.
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