1    By all description this should be the place.
2    Who's here? speak, ho! No answer! What is this?
3    Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span:
4    Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a man.
5    Dead, sure; and this his grave. What's on this tomb
6    I cannot read; the character I'll take with wax:
7    Our captain hath in every figure skill,
8    An aged interpreter, though young in days:
9    Before proud Athens he's set down by this,
10   Whose fall the mark of his ambition is.