about midnight
an artificial colour rather stains than alters the body ; but , if you 'll be rul 'd by a madman , let 's cover our heads , and jump into the sea ? '' `` Nor Heaven nor man , '' cry 'd Eumolpus , `` cou 'd suffer ye make so ill an end ; rather pursue this advice : My slave , as you may imagine by his rasor , is a piece of a barber ; let him shave not only your heads , but , as a mark of greater punishment , your eye-brows too , and Ill finish your disguise with an inscription on your foreheads , that you may appear as slaves branded for some extraordinary villany : Thus the same letters will at once divert their suspicion , and conceal your countenance under the mask of punishment . '' We lik 'd the advice , and hasten 'd the execution , when stealing to the side of the vessel , we committed our heads and eye-brows to the barber : Eumolpus in the meantime fill 'd our foreheads with great letters , and very liberally dispenc 'd the known marks of fugitives through the other parts of our faces ; one of the passengers , easing his o're-charg 'd stomach o 're the side of the ship , by the moon perceiving the reflection of a barber busie at so unseasonable a time , and , cursing the omen that he thought presag 'd a shipwreck , ran to his hammock , upon which we dissembled the same , but indeed had an equal though different concern ; and the noise over , we spent the rest of the night without resting much . The next day Eumolpus , when he found Tryphœna was stirring , went to visit Lycas ; and after he had talk 'd with him about the happy voyage he hop 'd from the clearness of the heavens , Lycas , turning to Tryphœna , `` Methoughts , '' said he , `` about midnight the vision of Priapus appear 'd to me , and told me , he had lately brought into my ship Encolpius that I sought for '' : Tryphœna was startl 'd , `` And you 'd swear we slept together , '' reply 'd she , `` for methoughts the image of Neptune having struck his trident thrice against the Bajœ , told me that in Lycas ' ship I shou 'd meet my Gito . '' `` Hence , proceeds , '' said Eumolpus , interrupting 'em , `` that veneration I pay the divine Epicurus , who so wittily has discovered such illusions . `` When in a dream presented to our view , Those airy forms appear so like the true ; Nor heaven nor hell the fancy 'd visions sends , But every breast its own delusion lends : For when soft sleep the body wraps in ease , And from th ' unactive mass our fancy frees , Whatever 't is in which we take delight , And think of most by day , we dream at night . Thus he , the now sackt city justly fear 'd , Who all around had death and ruin shar 'd .