Timon of Athens w/ Direct link technology (A Western Classic Drama)

POET. Good day, sir.
PAINTER. I am glad you're well.
POET. I have not seen you long. How goes the world?
PAINTER. It wears, sir, as it grows.
POET. Ay, that's well known; But what particular rarity? what strange, Which manifold record not matches? See, Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power Hath conjur'd to attend! I know the merchant.
PAINTER. I know them both; th' other's a jeweller.