Lepi.
O rare for Anthony!
Eros.
And when she’d pass’d, young Egypt at the rails
Look’d in each other’s eyes, then after her,
Then gazed about at—well, they knew not what,
As dazed as is the poor unlatch-key’d husband
After a late carousal, when his spouse,
Candle in hand, unchains the guardian door;
So they: so Anthony: who whipped and spurred