+Ant.+ Then, what raises such vanities amongst us, and sets fantastical fancies awork? What's the reason that so many fresh tricks and new inventions of fashions and diseases come daily over sea, and land upon a man that never durst adventure to taste salt water, but only the neglect of those useful instructions which antiquity has set down. +Duke.+ You speak oracles, sir. +Ant.+ Look farther, and tell me what you find better or more honourable than age. Is not wisdom entailed upon it? Take the preheminence of it in everything--in an old friend, in old wine, in an old pedigree. +Leo.+ All this is certain. +Ant.+ I confess to you, gentlemen, I must reverence and prefer the precedent times before these, which consumed their wits in experiments: and 'twas a virtuous emulation amongst them, that nothing which should profit posterity should perish. +Leo.+ It argued a good fatherly providence. +Ant.+ It did so. There was Lysippus, that spent his whole life in the lineaments of one picture, which I will show you anon: then was there Eudoxus the philosopher,[320] who grew old in the top of a mountain, to contemplate astronomy; whose manuscript I have also by me. +Duke.+ Have you so, sir? +Ant.+ I have that, and many more; yet see the preposterous desires of men in these days, that account better of a mass of gold than whatever Apelles or Phidias have invented! +Duke.+ That is their ignorance. +Ant.+ Well, gentlemen, because I perceive you are ingenious, I would entreat you to walk in, where I will demonstrate all, and proceed in my admonition. [_Exeunt._ _Enter +Aurelio+ and +Lionel+._ +Lio.+ 'Tis well, sir: I am glad you are so soon got free from your bondage. +Aur.+ Yes, I thank my stars, I am now my own man again; I have slept out my drunken fit of love, and am recovered. You, that are my friends, rejoice at my liberty. +Lio.+ Why, was it painful to you? +Aur.+ More tedious than a siege. I wonder what black leaf in the book of fate has decreed that misery upon man--to be in love; it transforms him to a worse monster than e'er Calypso's cup did: [or] a country gentleman among courtiers, or their wives among the ladies. A clown among citizens, nay, an ass among apes, is not half so ridiculous as that makes us. O that I could but come by it, how would I tear it, that never such a witched[321] passion should arise in any human breast again. +Lio.+ You are too violent in your hate: you should never so fall out with a friend as to admit no hope of reconcilement. +Aur.+ I'll first be at peace with a serpent. Mark me, if thou hast care of thy time, thy health, thy fame, or thy wits, avoid it.