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. there, what ails you, O wretched Xanthias?

. I am learning to get rid of the nocturnal watch.

. Then you owe your ribs a great mischief. Do you know what a monster we are guarding?

. I know; but I am desirous of sleeping without cares for a short while.

. Do you run the risk, at any rate; since some sweet drowsiness is poured over my own pupils too.

. What, are you mad, pray? or are you frenzied?

. No; but a species of Sabazian sleep possesses me.

. You then worship the same Sabazius with me; for just now a nodding slumber upon my eyelids, like some Persian, has invaded me. And in truth I saw just now a wondrous vision.