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«Scena. 3a»

Enter Gelasimus booted & spurd wt h. a watch in one hand and a Riding rodd in th'other.
Gelas:
Hee bad me should expect my Pegasus
In theis same feilds, I wounder hee's not come
Sirrah thou digger did'st thou see this day?
a wynged horse here.

Tim:
Thee Ioue Confound thee
who e're thou art, hell swallow thee aliue
and be tormented there among the sprites

Gelas:
What this? Vse rusticks thus to rage & curse
I'le aske this other man. All hayle good man

Lach:
I will not, I had rather be sick than be the healthier for thy salutac̄on
I beseech Ioue that some euill end may betyde

Gelas:
Now as I liue this thinge is very strainge, perchaunce theis men haue stolne away my horse
Ile aske one question more
Leades this way to Pyræum I pray you.?

Tim
This way leade thee to the gallowes;

(he throwes dust on him
Gelas:
O most base deede to dusty my new cloathes
by Ioue, by Ioue, I'de sue thee at the lawe
If I went not to the Antipodes

Enter Pædio wt h. a Cappe made wt h. Asses eares.
Pæd:
Where shall I fynd my mr.?

Gelas:
What's the newes!?
Speake here here I am.

Pæd:
Pseudocheus is shipp[']t and gone to sea
Deliuers him the Capp
and sent to thee this guift.

Gelas:
Oh, oh, my gould
my Pegasus, my gould, my Pegasus
he puts the capp«*»
What shall I doe? wc h. shall I first lament?

Tim:
What sweete content delighteth thus my eares?
Noe harmony's soe sweete as humane teares
Water thye cheekes; and lett thyne eyes gush out
whole seas of teares, weepe, sigh, mourne & complaine
What? art thou wretched? & desir[']«e»st to dye?
I[']le tell thee where are wild beasts, wher'es the sea
Where's a steepe place vpon a stony rock
thats scytuated on a Mountaine high
and vnderneath the roaring sea doth swell
wil[']t thou goe thither? drowne thy selfe from thence
I[']le be thy guide, and helpe thee at a push
And when thou. fall'st in to the lowest hell
I will reioyce, what say'st thou, wil't[s] thou dye?

Gelas:
I am already dead;

Tim:
Thee therefore will I on theis shoulders beare[s]
Thy graue is made.

he offers to bur«*» him in the earth«*» he had digged
Gel:
O suffer me a while
to walke like to a shaddowe on the earth
or yf thou be soe plea[']sd I[']le digg wt h. thee

Tim:
Put of theis asses eares!

He giues him a spade
Gelas:
Theis were the true Armes of my graundfather

he puts of his ca[OMITTED]
Tim:
Soe mai[']st thou wander as a laughing stock
through out the Cittie & be made a scoffe
a Noted fable to the laughing people
A fitt reward for this thy foolishnes

Gelas:
Nothing greiues me soe much as that I may not marry
the daughter of the Kinge of the Antipodes.

Tim:
ffollow yor. asses function, bend downe thy back
thou shalt haue some flynt stones for thy paynes

Gelas«:»
I am very patient; O where haue you. putt my
owne proper heade.? I would not loose it willinglie,

Pæd:
Mr. I tooke you. for an Athenian, I see now thou art become an Arcadian
other busynes calls me hence, I pray you. gyue me leaue to leaue you.

Gelas:
Yf my acquaintance meete thee by thee by the waye
tell them that Pegasus gaue me a fall

Exit Pædio.
Tim:
Againe wt h. this my spade, I[']le wound the earth
He diggs
Why do'st not gape? & open thy wide Chincks?
Spew out thy Vapor s. and a blustring noyse
of winds [sp] breake forth, thy adoperted denns
Whats this? I am ama'zd, what doe I see?
He fynds gould
spendor of gould reflects vpon myne eyes
Is Cynthia tralucent in the darke
Where shall I turne myne eyes? [where] what shall I hide?
My new found treasure vnder neath the Earth?
or shall I drowne it in the Ocean?
Though all the world loue thee Timon hates thee
I'le drowne thee in the seas profunditie,

he offers to goe drowne it
Lach:
Stay Mr. stay, where runn you. headlong thus?

Tim.
To drowne the ruyne of the world and me

Lach:
The Gods would haue thee to be fortunate

Tim:
ffigge for the gods I wilbe miserable

Lach:
Wilt thou be wretched of thy owne accord?

Tim:
Vnder Bright gould lurks wretched miserie
I speake it by experience.

Lach:
Vnder bright gould publique reuenge doth lurke
Keepe it yf you. are wise, keepe it I saye
Thus maist thou be reueng'd of thy false freinds
exterminating them out of thie dores

Tim:
Thou hast prvayled Laches
ffar from the Cittie is a desart place
where the thick shaddowes of the Cypresse trees
obscure the daye light, & madge howlett whoopes
that as a place Ile chuse for my repose
Lett that day be vnfortunate wherein [I se]
I see a man, thee alsoe will I flye
of ffearefull of thee:

Lach:
I will followe thee

Tim:
Thy loue doth vex me Timon hates all men
yea I detest them wt h. a deadlie hate
[th] Neither the gods themselues doe I affect.

Exeunt Ti: & Lach:
Ge
O yee good people what will become of me?
my land is sould & all my gould is fledd
and nothing left me but this asses heade
O Pseudocheus worst of Travailers
hast thou thuscheated thy Gelasimus
Is this the wedding thou didst promise me?
Is this my Pegasus? I am vndone

[A noble gentleman of the goulden hill]
[the only propp & piller of his howse]
[Gelasimus by name is quite vndone.]

(Marginal note)

Graunt me o ffortune, graunt me one request
& tell me whether thou wilt yea, or noe?
ffyve or six talents powre downe suddenlie
in to my hands, or hayle them on my heade
what sayst thou? art thou deafe? as thou art blinde?
Timon pul'd gould, out from the earthes close Iawes
what yf I alsoe digg come hither spade
digg out some gould good spade.