Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ventig. Most honoured Timon,
Ventig. It hath pleas'd the Gods to remember my Fathers age,
Ventig. And call him to long peace:
Ventig. He is gone happy, and has left me rich:
Ventig. Then, as in gratefull Vertue I am bound
Ventig. To your free heart, I do returne those Talents
Ventig. Doubled with thankes and seruice, from whose helpe
Ventig. I deriu'd libertie.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. O by no meanes,
Tim. Honest Ventigius: You mistake my loue,
Tim. I gaue
Tim. Timon of Athens.
Tim. I gaue it freely euer, and ther's none
Tim. Can truely say he giues, if he receiues:
Tim. If our betters play at that game, we must not dare
Tim. To imitate them: faults that are rich are faire.
Vint. Vint.
Vint. A Noble spirit.