the drink. But it raises the greater war between him and his discretion. Why, this is to have a name in great men's fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that will do me no service as a partisan I could not heave. To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be, which pitifully disaster the cheeks. Thus do they, sir: they take the flow o' the Nile By certain scales i' the pyramid; they know, By the height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth Or foison follow: the higher Nilus swells, The more it promises: as it ebbs, the seedsman Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, And shortly comes to harvest. You've strange serpents there. Ay, Lepidus. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the operation of your sun: so is your crocodile. They are so. Sit,--and some wine! A health to Lepidus! I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er out. Not till you have slept; I fear me you'll be in till then. Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies' pyramises are very goodly things; without contradiction, I have heard that. Pompey, a word. Say in mine ear: what is't? Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain, And hear me speak a word. Forbear me till anon. This wine for Lepidus! What manner o' thing is your crocodile? It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates. What colour is it of? Of it own colour too. 'Tis a strange serpent. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. Will this description satisfy him? With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a very epicure. Go hang, sir, hang! Tell me of that? away! Do as I bid you. Where's this cup I call'd for? If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me, Rise from thy stool. I think thou'rt mad. The matter? I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes. Thou hast served me with much faith. What's else to say? Be jolly, lords. These quick-sands, Lepidus, Keep off them, for you sink. Wilt thou be lord of all the world? What say'st thou? Wilt