Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Timo. O Apermantus, you are welcome.
Aper. Aper.
Aper. No: You shall not make me welcome:
Aper. I come to haue thee thrust me out of doores.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. Fie, th'art a churle, ye'haue got a humour there
Tim. Does not become a man, 'tis much too blame:
Tim. They say my Lords, Ira furor breuis est,
Tim. But yond man is verie angrie.
Tim. Go, let him haue a Table by himselfe:
Tim. For he does neither affect companie,
Tim. Nor is he fit for't indeed.
Aper. Let me stay at thine apperill Timon,
Aper. I come to obserue, I giue thee warning on't.
Tim. I take no heede of thee: Th'art an Athenian,
Tim. therefore welcome: I my selfe would haue no power,
Tim. prythee let my meate make thee silent.