Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. I cleer'd him with fiue Talents: Greet him from me,
Tim. Bid him suppose, some good necessity
Tim. Touches his Friend, which craues to be remembred
Tim. With those fiue Talents; that had, giue't these Fellowes
Tim. To whom 'tis instant due. Neu'r speake, or thinke,
Tim. That Timons fortunes 'mong his Friends can sinke.
Stew. Stew.
Stew. I would I could not thinke it:
Stew. That thought is Bounties Foe;
Stew. Being free it selfe, it thinkes all others so.
Stew. Exeunt
Stew. [Act 3, Scene 1]
Stew. Flaminius waiting to speake with a Lord from his Master,
Stew. enters a seruant to him.
Ser. Ser.
Ser. I haue told my Lord of you, he is comming down
Ser. to you.
Flam. Flam.
Flam. I thanke you Sir.
Flam. Enter Lucullus.