Bac. It shall go hard, but I'll drink him asleep, and then work some knavery upon him. [Exeunt.
Enter Duke, Leonardo, and the Antiquary drunk.
Ant. I'll drink with all Xerxes' army now; a whole river at a draught.
Duke. By'r lady, sir, that requires a large swallow.
Ant. 'Tis all one to our noble duke's health: I can drink no less, not a drop less; and you his servants will pledge me, I am sure.
Leo. Yes, sir, if you could show us a way, when we had done, how to build water-mills in our bellies.
Ant. Do you what you will; for my part, I will begin it again and again, till Bacchus himself shall stand amazed at me.
Leo. But should this quantity of drink come up, 'twere enough to breed a deluge, and drown a whole country.
Ant. No matter, they can ne'er die better than to be drowned in the duke's health.
Duke. Well, sir, I'll acquaint him how much he is beholden to you.