it and wear it, Kind my lord. I am so far already in your gifts,-- So are we all. My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate Newly alighted, and come to visit you. They are fairly welcome. I beseech your honour, Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near. Near! why then, another time I'll hear thee: I prithee, let's be provided to show them entertainment. I scarce know how. May it please your honour, Lord Lucius, Out of his free love, hath presented to you Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver. I shall accept them fairly; let the presents Be worthily entertain'd. How now! what news? Please you, my lord, that honourable gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company to-morrow to hunt with him, and has sent your honour two brace of greyhounds. I'll hunt with him; and let them be received, Not without fair reward. What will this come to? He commands us to provide, and give great gifts, And all out of an empty coffer: Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this, To show him what a beggar his heart is, Being of no power to make his wishes good: His promises fly so beyond his state That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes For every word: he is so kind that he now Pays interest for 't; his land's put to their books. Well, would I were gently put out of office Before I were forced out! Happier is he that has no friend to feed Than such that do e'en enemies exceed. I bleed inwardly for my lord. You do yourselves Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits: Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. With more than common thanks I will receive it. O, he's the very soul of bounty! And now I remember, my lord, you gave Good words the other day of a bay courser I rode on: it is yours, because you liked it. O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that. You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man Can justly praise but what he does affect: I weigh my friend's affection with mine own; I'll tell you true. I'll call to you. O, none so welcome. I take all and your several visitations So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give; Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends, And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades, Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich; It comes in charity to