PLATE LXXXVIII.

 Thnou

     of

       A//i eus.

              Ad 1 V  Scene III.


   WOODS AND CAVE, NEAR THE SEA-SHORE.


TIMON, AL GIll JADES, PHR YNIA, TIMANDRA, &c.

 Alcibiades.-
Here is some gold for thee.
 Timnon.-

  XVhy, fare thee well:

Keep it, I cannot eat it.

   Aicibiades.-When I have laid proud Athens on a heap,-
    Timon.-Warr'st thou 'gainst Athens?

Alcibiades.-

Ay, Timon, and have cause.

    Ti,non.-The gods confound them all in thy conquest;
  And thee after, when thou hast conquer'd!
    A/~~biades.-Why me, Timon?
    Ti,,zon.-       That, by killing of villains,
  Thou xvast born to conquer my country.
  Put up thy gold: go on,-here's gold,-go on;
  Be as a planetary plague, when Jove
  Will o'er some high-viced city hang his poison
  In the sick air: let not thy sword skip one:
  Pity not honour'd age for his white beard;
  He is an usurer: strike me the counterfeit matron;
  It is her habit only that is honest.


             Pain/ed by 70/IN OPIE, R. A.