Reading The Life of Tymon of Athens — William Shakespeare

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Tim.

Had I a Steward

So true, so iust, and now so comfortable?

It almost turnes my dangerous Nature wilde.

Let me behold thy face: Surely, this man

Was borne of woman.

Forgiue my generall, and exceptlesse rashnesse

You perpetuall sober Gods. I do proclaime

One honest man: Mistake me not, but one:

No more I pray, and hee's a Steward.

How faine would I haue hated all mankinde,

And thou redeem'st thy selfe. But all saue thee,

I fell with Curses.

Me thinkes thou art more honest now, then wise:

For, by oppressing and betraying mee,

Thou might'st haue sooner got another Seruice:

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