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

Flavius. [Aside] I scarce know how.

Second Servant. May it please your honour, Lord Lucius,
Out of his free love, hath presented to you
Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver.

Titus. Do you hear, sir?

Second Servant. By your leave, sir,--

First Servant. How! what does his cashiered worship mutter?

Second Servant. No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge
enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no
house to put his head in? such may rail against
great buildings.

First Servant. My lord,--

Second Servant. My lord,--

First Servant. Such a house broke!
So noble a master fall'n! All gone! and not
One friend to take his fortune by the arm,
And go along with him!

Second Servant. As we do turn our backs
From our companion thrown into his grave,
So his familiars to his buried fortunes
Slink all away, leave their false vows with him,
Like empty purses pick'd; and his poor self,
A dedicated beggar to the air,
With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty,
Walks, like contempt, alone. More of our fellows.