William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare. 1914.
Act V. Scene II.Timon of Athens
First Sen.Thou hast painfully discover’d: are his files
As full as thy report?
Mess.I have spoke the least;
Besides, his expedition promises
Present approach.
Sec. Sen.We stand much hazard if they bring not Timon.
Mess.I met a courier, one mine ancient friend,
Whom, though in general part we were oppos’d,
Yet our old love made a particular force,
And made us speak like friends: this man was riding
From Alcibiades to Timon’s cave,
With letters of entreaty, which imported
His fellowship i’ the cause against your city,
In part for his sake mov’d.
First Sen.Here come our brothers.
Third Sen.No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect.
The enemies’ drum is heard, and fearful scouring
Doth choke the air with dust. In, and prepare:
Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the snare.[Exeunt.