Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! Timon!
Look out, and speak to friends. The Athenians
By two of their most reverend Senate greet thee.
Speak to them, noble Timon.

[Enter TIMON from his cave.]

TIMON.
Thou sun that comfort'st, burn! Speak and be hang'd!
For each true word, a blister! and each false
Be as a cauterizing to the root o' the tongue,
Consuming it with speaking!

FIRST SENATOR.
Worthy Timon,--

TIMON.
Of none but such as you, and you of Timon.

FIRST SENATOR.
The senators of Athens greet thee, Timon.

TIMON.
I thank them; and would send them back the plague,
Could I but catch it for them.

FIRST SENATOR.
O! forget
What we are sorry for ourselves in thee.
The senators with one consent of love