Speeches (Lines) for Second Lord in "The Tragedy of Timon of Athens"

Apemantus. The more accursed thou, that still omitt'st it.

Second Lord. Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?

Apemantus. Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat fools.

Second Lord. Fare thee well, fare thee well.

Apemantus. Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice.

Second Lord. Why, Apemantus?

Apemantus. No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy
requests to thy friend.

Second Lord. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence!

First Lord. He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in,
And taste Lord Timon's bounty? he outgoes
The very heart of kindness.

Second Lord. He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold,
Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays
Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him,
But breeds the giver a return exceeding
All use of quittance.

First Lord. The noblest mind he carries
That ever govern'd man.

Second Lord. Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?

Timon. My lord, in heart; and let the health go round.

Second Lord. Let it flow this way, my good lord.

Apemantus. Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon.

Second Lord. Joy had the like conception in our eyes
And at that instant like a babe sprung up.

Servant. Here, my lord, in readiness.

Second Lord. Our horses!

Timon. You do yourselves
Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits:
Here, my lord, a trifle of our love.

Second Lord. With more than common thanks I will receive it.

Timon. And now I remember, my lord, you gave
Good words the other day of a bay courser
I rode on: it is yours, because you liked it.

Second Lord. O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that.

Timon. And so
Am I to you.

Second Lord. So infinitely endear'd--

First Lord. The good time of day to you, sir.

Second Lord. I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord
did but try us this other day.

First 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.

Second Lord. It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting.

First 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.

Second 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.

First Lord. I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all
things go.

Second Lord. Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of
you?

First Lord. A thousand pieces.

Second Lord. A thousand pieces!

First Lord. What of you?

Second Lord. He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes.

First Lord. Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship.

Second Lord. The swallow follows not summer more willing than we
your lordship.

Timon. O, sir, let it not trouble you.

Second Lord. My noble lord,--

Timon. Ah, my good friend, what cheer?

Second Lord. My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of shame,
that, when your lordship this other day sent to me,
I was so unfortunate a beggar.

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 covered dishes!

First Lord. How! how!

Second Lord. I pray you, upon what?

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--

First Lord. How now, my lords!

Second Lord. Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?

Third Lord. Did you see my cap?

Second Lord. Here 'tis.

First Lord. Let's make no stay.

Second Lord. Lord Timon's mad.