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<h2> CHAPTER XLIV——OF SLEEP </h2>
<p>Reason directs that we should always go the same way, but not always at
the same pace. And, consequently, though a wise man ought not so much to
give the reins to human passions as to let him deviate from the right
path, he may, notwithstanding, without prejudice to his duty, leave it to
them to hasten or to slacken his speed, and not fix himself like a
motionless and insensible Colossus. Could virtue itself put on flesh and
blood, I believe the pulse would beat faster going on to assault than in
going to dinner: that is to say, there is a necessity she should heat and
be moved upon this account. I have taken notice, as of an extraordinary
thing, of some great men, who in the highest enterprises and most
important affairs have kept themselves in so settled and serene a calm, as
not at all to break their sleep. Alexander the Great, on the day assigned
for that furious battle betwixt him and Darius, slept so profoundly and so
long in the morning, that Parmenio was forced to enter his chamber, and
coming to his bedside, to call him several times by his name, the time to
go to fight compelling him so to do. The Emperor Otho, having put on a
resolution to kill himself that night, after having settled his domestic
affairs, divided his money amongst his servants, and set a good edge upon
a sword he had made choice of for the purpose, and now staying only to be
satisfied whether all his friends had retired in safety, he fell into so
sound a sleep that the gentlemen of his chamber heard him snore. The death
of this emperor has in it circumstances paralleling that of the great
Cato, and particularly this just related for Cato being ready to despatch
himself, whilst he only stayed his hand in expectation of the return of a
messenger he had sent to bring him news whether the senators he had sent
away were put out from the Port of Utica, he fell into so sound a sleep,
that they heard him snore in the next room; and the man, whom he had sent
to the port, having awakened him to let him know that the tempestuous
weather had hindered the senators from putting to sea, he despatched away
another messenger, and composing again himself in the bed, settled to
sleep, and slept till by the return of the last messenger he had certain
intelligence they were gone. We may here further compare him with
Alexander in the great and dangerous storm that threatened him by the
sedition of the tribune Metellus, who, attempting to publish a decree for
the calling in of Pompey with his army into the city at the time of
Catiline's conspiracy, was only and that stoutly opposed by Cato, so that
very sharp language and bitter menaces passed betwixt them in the senate
about that affair; but it was the next day, in the forenoon, that the
controversy was to be decided, where Metellus, besides the favour of the
people and of Caesar—at that time of Pompey's faction—was to
appear accompanied with a rabble of slaves and gladiators; and Cato only
fortified with his own courage and constancy; so that his relations,
domestics, and many virtuous people of his friends were in great
apprehensions for him; and to that degree, that some there were who passed
over the whole night without sleep, eating, or drinking, for the danger
they saw him running into; his wife and sisters did nothing but weep and
torment themselves in his house; whereas, he, on the contrary, comforted
every one, and after having supped after his usual manner, went to bed,
and slept profoundly till morning, when one of his fellow-tribunes roused
him to go to the encounter. The knowledge we have of the greatness of this
man's courage by the rest of his life, may warrant us certainly to judge
that his indifference proceeded from a soul so much elevated above such
accidents, that he disdained to let it take any more hold of his fancy
than any ordinary incident.</p>
<p>In the naval engagement that Augustus won of Sextus Pompeius in Sicily,
just as they were to begin the fight, he was so fast asleep that his
friends were compelled to wake him to give the signal of battle: and this
was it that gave Mark Antony afterwards occasion to reproach him that he
had not the courage so much as with open eyes to behold the order of his
own squadrons, and not to have dared to present himself before the
soldiers, till first Agrippa had brought him news of the victory obtained.
But as to the young Marius, who did much worse (for the day of his last
battle against Sylla, after he had marshalled his army and given the word
and signal of battle, he laid him down under the shade of a tree to repose
himself, and fell so fast asleep that the rout and flight of his men could
hardly waken him, he having seen nothing of the fight), he is said to have
been at that time so extremely spent and worn out with labour and want of
sleep, that nature could hold out no longer. Now, upon what has been said,
the physicians may determine whether sleep be so necessary that our lives
depend upon it: for we read that King Perseus of Macedon, being prisoner
at Rome, was killed by being kept from sleep; but Pliny instances such as
have lived long without sleep. Herodotus speaks of nations where the men
sleep and wake by half-years, and they who write the life of the sage
Epimenides affirm that he slept seven-and-fifty years together.</p>
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