Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. And thou redeem'st thy selfe. But all saue thee,
Tim. I fell with Curses.
Tim. Me thinkes thou art more honest now, then wise:
Tim. For, by oppressing and betraying mee,
Tim. Thou
Tim. Timon of Athens.
Tim. Thou might'st haue sooner got another Seruice:
Tim. For many so arriue at second Masters,
Tim. Vpon their first Lords necke. But tell me true,
Tim. (For I must euer doubt, though ne're so sure)
Tim. Is not thy kindnesse subtle, couetous,
Tim. If not a Vsuring kindnesse, and as rich men deale Guifts,
Tim. Expecting in returne twenty for one?
Stew. Stew.
Stew. No my most worthy Master, in whose brest
Stew. Doubt, and suspect (alas) are plac'd too late:
Stew. You should haue fear'd false times, when you did Feast.
Stew. Suspect still comes, where an estate is least.
Stew. That which I shew, Heauen knowes, is meerely Loue,
Stew. Dutie, and Zeale, to your vnmatched minde;