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Section 183
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1Aper.
2I scorne thy meate, 'twould choake me: for I
3should nere flatter thee. Oh you Gods! What a number
4of men eats Timon, and he sees 'em not? It greeues me
5to see so many dip there meate in one mans blood, and
6all the madnesse is, he cheeres them vp too.
7I wonder men dare trust themselues with men.
8Me thinks they should enuite them without kniues,