CAMMA. It is old, I know not How many hundred years. Give it me again. It is the cup belonging our own Temple. [_Puts it back on altar, and takes up the cup of Act I. Showing it to_ ANTONIUS. Here is another sacred to the Goddess, The gift of Synorix; and the Goddess, being For this most grateful, wills, thro' me her Priestess, In honour of his gift and of our marriage, That Synorix should drink from his own cup. SYNORIX. I thank thee, Camma,--I thank thee. CAMMA. For--my lord-- It is our ancient custom in Galatia That ere two souls be knit for life and death, They two should drink together from one cup, In symbol of their married unity, Making libation to the Goddess. Bring me The costly wines we use in marriages. [_They bring in a large jar of wine_. CAMMA _pours wine into cup_. (_To_ SYNORIX.) See here, I fill it. (_To_ ANTONIUS.) Will you drink, my lord? ANTONIUS. I? Why should I? I am not to be married. CAMMA. But that might bring a Roman blessing on us. ANTONIUS (_refusing cup_). Thy pardon, Priestess! CAMMA. Thou art in the right. This blessing is for Synorix and for me. See first I make libation to the Goddess, [_Makes libation_. And now I drink. [_Drinks and fills the cup again_. Thy turn, Galatian King. Drink and drink deep--our marriage will be fruitful. Drink and drink deep, and thou wilt make me happy. [SYNORIX _goes up to her. She hands him the cup. He drinks_. SYNORIX. There, Gamma! I have almost drain'd the cup-- A few drops left. CAMMA. Libation to the Goddess. [_He throws the remaining drops on the altar and gives_ CAMMA _the cup_. CAMMA (_placing the cup on the altar_). Why then the Goddess hears. [_Comes down and forward to tripod_. ANTONIUS _follows_. Antonius, Where wast thou on that morning when I came To plead to thee for Sinnatus's life, Beside this temple half a year ago? ANTONIUS. I never heard of this request of thine. SYNORIX (_coming forward hastily to foot of tripod steps_). I sought him and I could not find him. Pray you, Go on with the marriage rites. CAMMA. Antonius---- 'Camma!' who spake? ANTONIUS. Not I. PHOEBE. Nor any here. CAMMA. I am all but sure that some one spake. Antonius, If you had found him plotting against Rome, Would you have tortured Sinnatus to death? ANTONIUS. No thought was mine of torture or of death, But had I found him plotting, I had counsell'd him To rest from vain resistance. Rome is fated To rule the world. Then, if he had not listen'd, I might have sent him prisoner to Rome. SYNORIX. Why do you palter with the ceremony? Go on with the marriage rites. CAMMA. They are finish'd.