8 Once upon a time he was praying with his head upon the ground. As is the way with men, his attention was withdrawn from his devotions, and he was thinking of something else, when a tormentor sprang upon his back and driving his heels into his sides and beating him across the neck with a horse-whip cried out “Come! Why are you asleep?” Then with a loud laugh asked if he was tired and would like to have some barley.
Source: The Life of S. Hilarion (New Advent)