Apollonius. "Upon the shores of the sea we met with the milk-gorged Cynocephali, who were returning from their expedition to the Island Taprobana. The tepid waves rolled blond pearls to our feet. The amber crackled beneath our steps. Whale-skeletons were whitening in the crevasses of the cliffs. At last the land became narrow as a sandal; and after casting drops of ocean water toward the sun, we turned to the right to return.
"So we returned through the Region of Aromatics, by way of the country of the Gangarides, the promontory of Comaria, the country of the Sachalites, of the Adramites and of the Homerites; then, across the Cassanian mountains, the Red Sea, and the Island Topazos, we penetrated into Ethiopia through the country of the Pygmies."
Anthony (to himself).
"How vast the world is!"
Damis. "And after we had returned home, we found that all those whom we used to know, were dead."
(Anthony lowers his head. Silence.)
Apollonius (continues).
"Then men began to talk of me the world over.
"The plague was ravaging Ephesus; I made them stone an old mendicant there."