Sir, sir, thou art so leaky,
That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Thy dearest quit thee.
(III. xiii. 63.)
Then the observation of Antony’s frenzy of wrath and frenzy of courage finally convinces him that the man is doomed, and he forms his resolution:
Now he’ll outstare the lightning. To be furious
Is to be frighted out of fear: and in that mood
The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still
A diminution in our captain’s brain
Restores his heart: when valour preys on reason,