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| TIMON.: |
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| Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall, |
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| That girdles in those wolves, dive in the earth, |
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| And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent! |
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| Obedience fail in children! slaves and fools, |
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| Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench, |
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| And minister in their steads! To general filths |
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| Convert, o' the instant, green virginity. |
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| Do't in your parents' eyes! Bankrupts, hold fast; |
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| Rather than render back, out with your knives, |
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| And cut your trusters' throats. Bound servants, steal,— |
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| Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, |
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| And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed; |
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| Thy mistress is o' the brothel! Son of sixteen, |
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| Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping sire, |
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| With it beat out his brains! Piety, and fear, |
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| Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, |
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| Domestic awe, night-rest and neighbourhood, |
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| Instruction, manners, mysteries and trades, |
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| Degrees, observances, customs and laws, |
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| Decline to your confounding contraries, |
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| And let confusion live! Plagues incident to men, |
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| Your potent and infectious fevers heap |
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| On Athens, ripe for stroke! Thou cold sciatica, |
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| Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt |
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| As lamely as their manners! Lust and liberty |
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| Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth, |
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| That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may strive, |
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| And drown themselves in riot! Itches, blains, |
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| Sow all the Athenian bosoms, and their crop |
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| Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath, |
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| That their society, as their friendship, may |
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| Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee |
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| But nakedness, thou detestable town! |
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| Take thou that too, with multiplying bans! |
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| Timon will to the woods; where he shall find |
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| Th' unkindest beast more kinder than mankind. |
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| The gods confound—hear me, you good gods all— |
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| The Athenians both within and out that wall! |
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| And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow |
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| To the whole race of mankind, high and low! |
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| Amen. |
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