Timon
of Athens Act Four – “The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves
the moon
into salt tears…”
Outside of Athens, Timon curses the city and all who live in it. He
wishes death and destruction, plague and misfortune, upon all the people in Athens and takes to the hills to find "Th'unkindest beast more kinder than mankind…” In the wilderness, Timon expects his distain for humans will grow.
Back at Timon's house, Flavius and several servants discuss what
has happened. They are shocked at the fall of Timon from grace yet are retincent to go into the wilderness with Timon to continue to serve him. Flavius is generous and shares out what is left amongst them all and gets them to agree to greet each other kindly if they ever meet again. As they disperse, Flavius contemplates how riches only seem to bring flattery, false friendships and misery to people. He thinks that Timon was brought so low by his own kindness and that kindness was Timon's only sin. Flavius decides to find Timon in the wilderness and to serve him once more.
Up in the hills, Timon contemplates how even nature even is at odds with itself. He raves against all mankind, wishing it only destruction. Then Timon digs for roots in the ground to eat and uncovers gold. he talks of gold as a "yellow slave" and aks the earth to hide the gold as he keeps some of the gold and reburies the rest.
Soon after Alcibiades enters, with two female prostitutes. He doesn't recognise Timon initially and when asked Timon says he is Misanthropos, hater of all men. Then Alcibiades recognizes Timon and extends his friendship to Timon who rejects it for he claims no man is able to follow through with true friendship. Alcibiades offers friendship a little gold to Timon who refuses both. Alcibiades
says he will help Timon after he attacks Athens.
Timon becomes enthusiastic that Alcibiades is going to attack
Athens and gives him gold to help the assault:
“That,
by killing of villains,
Thou
wast 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,
Herself's
a bawd: let not the virgin's cheek
Make
soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk-paps,
That
through the window-bars bore at men's eyes,
Are
not within the leaf of pity writ,
But
set them down horrible traitors: spare not the babe,
Whose
dimpled smiles from fools exhaust their mercy;
Think
it a bastard, whom the oracle
Hath
doubtfully pronounced thy throat shall cut,
And
mince it sans remorse: swear against objects;
Put
armour on thine ears and on thine eyes;
Whose
proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor babes,
Nor
sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding,
Shall
pierce a jot. There's gold to pay soldiers:
Make
large confusion; and, thy fury spent,
Confounded
be thyself! Speak not, be gone.”
The prostitutes ask for gold as well and Timon gives it to them
telling them to continue in their profession and hopes that disease is spread
amongst all that they service. Alcibiades and the ladies leave.
When digging for food, Timon berates all of mankind:
“ (Digging) That nature, being sick of man's unkindness,
Should yet be hungry! Common mother, thou,
Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast,
Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle,
Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd,
Engenders the black toad and adder blue,
The gilded newt and eyeless venom'd worm,
With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven
Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine;
Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate,
From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root!
Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb,
Let it no more bring out ingrateful man!
Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears;
Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face
Hath to the marbled mansion all above
Never presented!--O, a root,--dear thanks!--
Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas;
Whereof ungrateful man, with liquorish draughts
And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind,
That from it all consideration slips!
Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle,
Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd,
Engenders the black toad and adder blue,
The gilded newt and eyeless venom'd worm,
With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven
Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine;
Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate,
From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root!
Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb,
Let it no more bring out ingrateful man!
Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears;
Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face
Hath to the marbled mansion all above
Never presented!--O, a root,--dear thanks!--
Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas;
Whereof ungrateful man, with liquorish draughts
And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind,
That from it all consideration slips!
Apemantus then enters and he is cursed by Timon. Apemantus says it was
inevitable that Timon would come to this and mockingly says that Timon should
have the animals flatter him now. Timon tries to get Apemantus to leave but he says he will stay and
that he likes Timon more in this state than he did in Athens. Apemantus claims
that Timon has willed himself into misery and Apemantus claims that if he had
had Timon’s fortune, he would not have gone after respectability and furnished himself with flatterers.
Timon asks why Apemantus hates mankind, and Apemantus says he probably hates
mankind because of his father who abandoned him to a beggar woman. Timon then
tries to get him to leave, saying if Apemantus had not been born the most
miserable of men, he would have ended up just like Timon himself.
Apemantus stays and offers Timon food but Timon still rants and curses
Apemantus who says that Timon’s problem is that:
“The
middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the
extremity
of both ends: when thou wast in thy gilt
and
thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much
curiosity;
in thy rags thou knowest none, but art
despised
for the contrary.”
Then Timon asks Apemantus if he has ever loved, Apemantus says no
and that he has only ever had himself. Then asks Apemantus if he had power over
the whole world what would he do and Apemantus says he would give everything to the
animals. Timon says this would not help because some animals would still seek
power over other animals. Apemantus says Timon seems very astute in his philosophy:
“If
thou couldst please me with speaking to me, thou
mightst
have hit upon it here: the commonwealth of
Athens
is become a forest of beasts.”
They then exchange insults and Timon throws a rock at Apemantus to
dismiss him. Timon muses at the power the gold he looks at has had over mankind that it reduces man to the most lowly of beats. Apemantus
sees thieves coming towards them and exits quickly. Timon stays.
The thieves approach and try to work out how they can get Timon to give up his gold but are surprised when Timon just gives them the gold and encourages them to do great evil with it. Timon says that robbery is part of nature because the sun is a
thief who robs the sea, the moon in turn robs the sun, the sea takes its tides
from the moon, and the earth is the greatest thief of all.
The thieves like Timon's speech but at some point realise that it comes of misanthropy or hatred for mankind not love of stealing. They exit to head towards Athens intending to eventually give up their professions of robbery.
Flavius enters bemoaning his master, Timon's fate and how Timon's 'friends' treated him. Timon sees
Flavius and Flavius reminds Timon that he Flavius was his loyal honest servant. Timon claims their is no honesty in men. Flavius weeps and Timon realise that Falvius' grief is real.
Flavius even offers his money to Timon who is genuinely moved by his servant's generousity. Timon admits that Flavius has shown him that and ironically that person is a servant. Timon asks what Flavius wants in return for his kindness and Flavius says nothing and says that he wishes only to serve and love Timon. Flavius even claims that he wished that he was rich to make Timon rich again. Timon realizes
that Flavius is honest and gives him gold:
“Look
thee, 'tis so! Thou singly honest man,
Here,
take: the gods out of my misery
Have
sent thee treasure. Go, live rich and happy;
But
thus condition'd: thou shalt build from men;
Hate
all, curse all, show charity to none,
But
let the famish'd flesh slide from the bone,
Ere
thou relieve the beggar; give to dogs
What
thou deny'st to men; let prisons swallow 'em,
Debts
wither 'em to nothing; be men like
blasted
woods,
And
may diseases lick up their false bloods!
And
so farewell and thrive. “
Flavius begs to stay and serve Timon, but Timon frees him and says
he does not want to see him again.
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