120And, when the fit was on him, I did mark
How he did shake: 't is true, this god did shake:
His coward lips did from their colour fly;[111]
And that same eye whose bend[112] doth awe the world
Did lose[113] his[114] lustre. I did hear him groan:
125Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade[115] the Romans
Mark him and write his speeches in their books,
Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,'
As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me